#noemia|interaction.

"thanks for hanging out — alex had to abandon me for some sort of... practice or whatever. which, i get, it's why we're here and all. i just should've maybe thought of that before agreeing to room with her since she's like never going to be around!"

"did you enjoy yourself last night? i did, but i feel like i'm suffering for it now." though, she does have a bottle of water the size of her head in-hand and that will hopefully do it's trick at relieving any sort of hangover.

noemia's eyes soften as she glances towards alice. she can appreciate the fact her friend is trying to make her feel better but sadly it's not quite working. after all, alice only feels a certain way about her as a friend. it's quite different to how her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, felt. "you know!" she exclaims, though a short burst of laughter follows her answer. she figures her giggles should be an indication to her friend as to what she's talking about but just in case they're not, she shrugs. "you know, relationship stuff."

"can we talk?" noemia feels bad dragging him away from a hangout with all of their freinds, but ari has been giving her enough reassuring shoulder-squeezes that she feels like it's more than a hint that tonight is the night. for some reason, she feels as though it's best getting the conversation she's most nervous about out of the way.

“uh… probably not. i don’t think.” the place was thickly lined with dust but she figured it would just add to the experience. a super authentic location! and she’d be sure to open a few windows to air the place out a little bit before they left. she glanced up at chase and rolled her eyes slightly. “me? scared?” she huffed, even if the likeliness of her getting a fright was pretty strong. “the other way around, you mean. too bad i don’t think i’d be able to hold you for more than a second…”

“yeah?” noemia wasn’t sure whether or not it was a good idea to let herself get carried away. it was just so easy when it felt so good. her eyes flutter closed and she leans in, nose brushing against jean’s. “this is pretty nice, isn’t it?” there’s a brief pause before she catches herself, “for practice.” it doesn’t much feel like practice at all with how antsy it makes her but she presses their lips together once again, eager and warm.

"you don't think some things are... implied after a while?" her gaze redirected, shifting away from stella. "did you want something casual? is that all you were looking for?"

“because i want to be.” noemia’s answer was simple enough but she knew that wasn’t going to be enough for him. not in this state. “you’re a mess, move.” much smaller in stature yet she wrapped her hand around andrew’s arm and started to tug him along after her. wanted to get him out of the way before something else could break out. “who i’m with doesn’t get to concern you anymore. i’m capable of making my own decisions.”