#summersmoon

@summersmoon​ // sure, over text zara could easily invite roscoe over to have dinner and feel so confident about it, but when it came down to when she heard the knock, that’s when it all hit her. she set down the last of the food she prepared on the dining table before wiping her hands on her apron and heading towards the door. once she was infront of it, she really debated just not opening the door, but after a few seconds ( which felt like eternity in her head ), she finally gave in and opened up. “roscoe, hi,” she greeted, opening the door a bit wider for him. “come in.”

           ‘  charity  ,  baby  .  join  us  for  a  drink  ?   ’   //   closed  starter  for  @summersmoon​!

                               *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡. based off this for @summersmoon .｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･* zara was a little more exposed than she really would prefer for her outfit, but when looking online for outfit ideas for an angel, this was the most common. so there she was, in a white slip with feathers around the bottom of it, some wings, and a little halo that was adorned on her head. when she walked into the living room and saw roscoe’s outfit, she almost gasped. he really went all out. “are those contacts ? that’s terrifying,” she mumbled quietly as he approached her. his words made her cheeks turn bright red as she looked down at her outfit. “i don’t think this is suitable for christmas or easter ...”

                     she    skipped   most   of   junior   year   due   to   what   had   happened   to  gianni   ,   having   your   brother   die   in   your   arms   wasn’t   exactly   a    invitation   to   return   to   school   .   senior   was   supposed   to   be   different    ,   she’s    texting   her    god   father   telling    him   she   had   arrived   when   she   bumped  into   a   larger   frame   .    ❛   sorry    ,   wasn’t   paying    attention    .      ❜  

@summersmoon​ // it had been a few days since zara had been by, and naseem was thinking about how he was going to approach the situation at hand. was he upset over ariella not telling him about this big step she was taking with her work ? sure. was he even more upset that even after giving her time to tell him, she didnt ? absolutely. “so, babe,” he said, leaning against the kitchen counter thinking over his words before speaking, “when were you going to talk to me about paris ?” his words said calm and collected, but his demeanor said upset and disappointed. 

zara had arrived at the usual place her and roscoe used to always come to when they were more than familiar with each other. it had been ages since– in fact the last time she had come here was probably the last time roscoe and her had gone. wyatt had pretty much convinced her to stop clinging onto the small things they had in common– so maybe this was strike one. “hi, table for two please,” she requested to the hostess, following her inside and sitting down. she took a good look around, biting her lip nervously. she should’ve been more than excited, but the familiar feel of butterflies made her feel unsure of her efforts to rid of roscoe from her mind in the past months.