Shay was just sitting down at a cafe reading when she heard the footsteps of someone approaching her. She turns her head up and before she can even say anything, the words hit her so hard she becomes dumbfounded in a second.

Shay had definitely not seen this woman before. Well, she assumed it was a woman, but they could have not been. This was modern age, we don't assume things like that Shay. Either way, could this person have mistook them for someone else? There was this bright, blue-eyed stare with an equally bright smile, so any second now the confusion should be cleared up? No, it wasn't. There was a certainty from this person that Shay was not being confused for anyone else.

Somehow, no amount of resting bitch face had deterred this person? Shay's uncharismatic aura had failed her again? Clearly she couldn't even be in public anymore, that was making people assume she was a people person. There was no way shay could have that misinformation out in the world.

And yes, in this entire time, her face was turning into a good substitute for a pecha berry. There was no twitch or breath of movement since the statement was given to her; she hadn't even reached for her hat to cover her face - wait, why were her eyes starting to sting?

Oh right, Shay had forgotten to blink in being entirely flabbergasted by this feminine looking person coming up and so pointedly made her claim. The stunning sentence has her not even aware of the tail wagging adorably behind her.

For good measure, Shay blinks twice. Yep this person is still there, with the confidence of a sunlit mountainside on a summer day. It was probably a good idea to say something, for she had left silence between the par of them this entire time. Say something Shay, anything!

"... huh?"

❝  sure you can, you can ride it with me – then we can go for dinner, what do you say ?  ❞

STARTS SCREAMING

" no. "

(( i ended up doing only one bc my hands hurt real fuycking bad sorry ))

for her part, blaise is a bit more nonchalant, greeting sibyl with a nod, but there’s a certain warmth that crosses her expression as she looks at the other.     “ hey!   long time no see. ”     she doesn’t offer an explanation—sibyl already knows that champion-ing requires too much time and energy, not leaving nearly enough of it to stop by the nursery on route 3 as often as she had in her teens.   she’s complained about it to them before, actually, so the last thing blaise wants is to bother them with it again.