#milotaylor

to say she was excited would be an understatement. in fact, mardra spent the past half hour pacing around her room and looking in her mirror over an over again. her last first date was in middle school, so she had no idea what people did, what they talked about, what to wear, how to act. her stomach was churning and she wasn’t sure if she was going to get sick or if she was just nervous, but it was probably nerves. shaking her hands out, she tried to calm down until she heard a knock on her door and all the butterflies came back. running so fast she nearly slipped, she opened the door and smiled at milo, her cheeks burning, “ hey. i’m, i’m glad to see you, ” she said, stammering a bit from getting the jitters.

The part of Eliza’s job that she liked the most was managing people. Sure, social media accounts were easy, but there was something about working with people that made her actually like her job. So being assigned new people to work with was always something to look forward to...even if this supposed new kid had some kind of lowkey scandal attached to his name. It was fine. She could work with that. Besides, she always liked a challenge. When she saw him come into the Masters cafeteria, she stood up at her table, sending a small wave his way so he’d know she was the person he was meeting. 

mardra stood outside milo’s apartment, her palms beginning to sweat as she practiced what to say in her head for the hundredth time. then again, she was sure that the moment she saw him, her mind would go blank. it wasn’t even something bad, it was just something she wanted to tell him. they hadn’t planned on seeing each other that day, but she couldn’t seem to go without him. he was more than someone she liked, he was her comfort, the person she wanted to tell everything to, the first thought she had in the morning and the last thought before bed. taking a deep breath, she knocked on his door, shaking her hands out as she waited for him to appear.

ELIZA: milo!!!! that video you posted!!!

HEATHER: WHO HAS YOU ALL 🦋✨ 🌪✨ 🦋🌪🌪🦋✨ ✨ 🦋🦋✨💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

HEATHER: YOU HAVE A CRUSH AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME?

HEATHER: MILO TAYLOR

being friends with milo was a surprise to eliza, admittedly. not because of him, but because she didn’t think it would be all that professional, and if eliza was anything she tried to be professional, but there was just something with milo, he made it easy. “i liked your new video,” she complimented, handing him a straw before she put hers in her cup. “i didn’t like...totally get all the theater references, so i hope you can forgive me for that, but otherwise it was great.”

"you have no idea how much i love you right now,” heather said, turning towards her friend as she tore off a piece of the pretzel she’d just purchased. milo somehow always knew when heather needed to get out of her apartment, when she needed fresh air (or, air as fresh as it could get in the middle of the city), to stretch her legs and get some new perspective. “i think if i stared at my computer screen for any longer, i would have gone fully out of my whole mind.” she had been up writing for hours, and then went right back to it and felt like nothing was coming out right. she needed time with a real person, not a character in her head.