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Contrary to his general aura of always moving, always working, always doing, Zaid Shair was not the best at actually initiating. At least, not with other people. (Tej of course being the exception to this; but Tej was always the bloody exception to bloody everything). Zaid followed a strict policy of 'live and let live' which sounded so peaceful and magnificent in theory.

In reality, it was aloof, boring, and perhaps a little cruel. If, one considered Zaid's presence to be a kindness. Not many did.

Regardless, Zaid spotted one Selin; but initially he wasn't sure it was Selin. The Selin he knew - not long, but he arrogantly felt he knew enough - generally moved with a calm grace, even when pissed as fuck. She was usually...buoyant. Ask anyone who was the human equivalent of a lifesaver, and Zaid was sure their first answer would be 'that young woman, Selin'.

But this Selin wasn't bubbles rising in a sweet fizzy drink. She wasn't a clutch of rainbow balloons, headed up into a blue sky. She wasn't Maria Von Trapp, minding seven - no eight, if one counted the Captain - stunted children with the determined enthusiasm of a saint.

This Selin looked as if Maria Von Trapp was wasted away in Margaritaville.

Zaid didn't think, or overthink, for once in his life. Instead, he dashed to his (Tej's) bungalow, and eventually returned to Selin's bungalow, rapping his knuckles on the door. "It's me, Zaid," he called out. Which was little-to-zero incentive for Selin to open the door. But there had to be some inkling of old!Selin in that dreary figment, that Canadian politeness that would force her to open the door to him, if only to tell him to piss off.

Zaid held aloft a bottle of wine, ready for when that happened. "A white Trimbach Gewürztraminer, 1989. I did a brief sommelier training in Alsace, darling; pretty sure this is your wine of choice. Even if you don't know it yet."

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

Current impression of them: