#skylar~threads

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::✿::Skylar’s hand (   flows   ) over the books as she passes by. Each fingertip getting a glimpse of the book’s feel. She usually did this out boredom. To her it is as if every book she just touched she could tell what it is just by the feel. It really made her feel like this was her domain. Even though she was in her domain she was still very, very BORED. 

First, she did a quick look to see if anyone was here, though today is the slowest day of the week, so she was not thorough. The female then proceed to be completely and utterly  g o o f y.  She started doing the foot dance from The Breakfeast Club, which took her to another place in the library, not that she cared since no one was here. She now was dancing completely for fun. If you were to see her, you would know she was having fun. After a moment, she stopped and started to make silly faces. 

With her face all puffed out she turned around to see there was someone here. A handsome boy who saw e v e r y t h i n g. 

::✿::The park’s lamp pole (   illuminated   ) the sky’s natural light out of recognition. The same light reflected on the TEARS that lined her eyes but never met her skin. The skin that was so red from the tears that covered her face previously. Skylar fingertips rested on the edge of the bench, that she currently was sitting completely vulnerable in.  

          TODAY WAS HER BROTHER’S BIRTHDAY.   

He would have been 29. He could have had crippling student loan debts, or he could have been bagging old junk, instead of it being precious memories in their parent’s house. She starts thinking of stupid little things that are so meaningful now. A single tear escapes the FORTRESS of her eyes, so she then wipes away any more possibilities of an escapee. 

Skylar didn’t have work today, so she planned to treat herself and see a film. Everything was going to go so great, but of course, her disability would cause her pain. The velvet carpet leads her to her theater, but since this was a treat she decided to get her a popcorn she couldn't finish. The college student hopped into line. 

Her gaze explores the building, it displayed so many movies and so much enjoyment, which made her happy. “Next!” Shit, the line moved faster than she had expected, she had not even got out her notebook. The notebook would take too long, so she pulled out her phone and open her audio app. Then, of course, it was taking too long to load. “Ma’am, I need you to get off your phone and order.” The clerk was annoyed.Skylar started trembling and her heart was BEATING so fast yet, this moment of waiting never seemed to end....

The lack of people of people on the street indicated to Skylar that it was not just a slow day in the library. She is not complaining though, in fact, she prefers days like this, they allow her to read peacefully. Yet, earlier she finished one book, so the next thing she went to do was mark-check a list of books. 

When she took one book out of the shelf,  her grey eyes landed on a freckled face sitting alone. He had striking white hair and beautiful red eyes that seems to make him stand out. Having no intention to stare, but doing so anyway, she even noticed the manga he was reading. It looked familiar... Ah! She has read it!

This wasn’t, what you would call usual for Skylar. Though a friend convinced her to do it, she normally would have avoided this place. No shame towards the girls, but let’s be honest here, a shy, little, gay girl is not safe in a stripper house. She’ll either be shamed or eaten up. Her friend was supposed to come in with her, but he took too long, and she had no interest in standing outside. It’s a surprise she even got in without any hassle, but that’s only because the bodyguard didn’t see her. She is of age, though that matters none if you don't look it.

Skylar's delicate fingers encased her phone and she shuffled to a lone booth. A vibrate from her phone rattled her, but gave her hope of his presence to come soon. She was disappointed. “Raincheck?” Her thoughts ranged from “BUT I’M ALREADY HERE” to multiple, uniquely combined swear words. She set her bag on the front of the table, and sunk into the booth’s seat.

Skylar stared at the ceiling that reflected the lights of the building for a few moments. Her placement was a little bit left of the stage, but it was clearly seen. She took her gaze away from the ceiling when it changed colors to match the stage. The blonde woman on stage caught her attention, she was mesmerizing to Skylar. She was absolutely gorgeous, but that wasn’t what got to Skylar. This woman, in a place where joy is normally not found on the stage, looked happy?