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𝙘𝙮𝙧𝙪𝙨‌

In NO WAY did he mean to startle her ; of course , maybe he should’ve assumed he would , considering just appearing out of someone’s car window without tapping or saying anything was … weird. But he got caught up listening to the music she sang along to - grin across his lips forming and a small shrug given once she rolled down the window. ❝ Why’d you stop ?? I fucking LOVE Lizzo. ❞ He chuckled , shifting sketchbook from his right hand to his left. ❝ I don’t - I don’t NEED a lot but I figured since I saw you I’d say hello. Because , y’know , I just got out of a job - well , apprenticeship interview and I THINK it went pretty well. But it’d make sense considering I’m convinced you’re , like , a walking good luck charm and you just so happened to be near the location. ❞ Words may have sounded like a cheap attempt to flatter her - but it was true ; maybe he had a staggering belief that Mila had natural positive , HEALING energies that brought good fortune. So the coincidental run-in turned out well.

‘‘ why did i stop ? because i’m not lizzo ! i sound NOTHING like her ! ‘‘ she replied , grinning ear-to-ear now that the shock was disappearing from her system. turning down the music , mila watched him shift his sketchbook from his hands , a simple glow radiating from the book. she hadn’t seen everything he’d drawn , but she’d seen the ones where she was the subject. his intricate skills always got her facial features right , or how she covered her nose in blush. his drawings always had her in love , wishing to stare at them forever without being such a narcissist. the mention of being a good luck charm caused an uproar of butterflies to emit from the pit of her stomach , her smile never diminishing. ‘’ i’m sure you passed with flying colors. i mean , how could you not ? you’re amazing. ‘’ tapping the steering wheel with her manicured fingers , a lightbulb went off inside her head. ‘’ hey , we should celebrate. wanna go somewhere ? ‘’

#º ✧ 。––– ᵉᵐⁱˡⁱᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ┊ conv .#º ✧ 。––– emilia ft. cyrus.

𝙗𝙖𝙨‌

“Not much, how about you??” He lounges against the car with ease, forearm pressed just above the window and head cocked as he gazes down at her. Lips quirk in amusement, eyes masked by dark Raybans that can’t quite hide his endearment. Settling into her evident discomfort with the ease of someone accustomed to being in control, he tips his glasses down his nose enough that he can peer over them at her. Dark eyes glimmer with silent laughter — he should probably address what had happened. That is, what she’d seen and how she’d reacted, but he’s sure he knows how the conversation will go, and he’d much rather keep things light. “Good song. Lizzo, right?”

‘‘ yup...Lizzo...’‘ gentle hues turned cold , hiding beneath fluttering lashes. what was she supposed to say to him ? all she wanted to do was roll up her window and drive away , leaving that boy in the dust. but , she simply couldn’t. for one , she wasn’t that type of person , to leave without saying a word. it was out of her comfort zone , somewhere she stayed most of the time. secondly , this was bas ; she couldn’t do that to him. he held a special place in her massive heart , a curse disguised as a blessing. nimble digits gripped the leather-clad steering wheel , her knuckles turning ice white. finally , with a defeated sigh , she asked , ‘’ what do you want , bas ? wanna go up a level and fuck someone in front of me while i’m sitting here ? ‘’ how vulgar it sounded from her mouth , but she was tired. ‘’ seriously , what do you want ? ‘’

#º ✧ 。––– ᵉᵐⁱˡⁱᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ┊ conv .#º ✧ 。––– emilia ft. bas.

𝙨𝙖𝙢

❝ YEAH - uh , I had - I had fun. Thanks. ❞ Words to follow feet quickly moving out the door , awkward and exhausted smiles behind worn out eyes - it’s TOO OBVIOUS where he’s been - or rather , what he’s been doing. Everything about him says it all - the wrinkled clothes , the disheveled hair , the sleep in his eyes ; ah yes , and the body language. Everything screams “walk of shame” as he stumbles from the stairs of the building , a craving for coffee and caffeine in his system. And of COURSE he made the idiot decision to not drive himself here ; his car’s sitting in his parents’ driveway , and he hitched a ride from a friend to get to where he is now. He’s frustrated. So yes , he’ll have to spend money on an uber unless he can get a ride from god knows who - to which , he pulls out his phone to do so , until a random number calls him and his ringtone is not what he normally sets it to. Vitamin String Quartet’s cover of Don’t Fear The Reaper is replaced by the loud , ICONIC voice of Cupcakke screaming , “HUMP ME! FUCK ME!” at the most deafening volume , right as a judgemental elderly couple he recognizes from church are walking by. IMMEDIATELY he scrambles to send the call to voicemail , but it takes about three to five painstakingly long seconds of nervous fingers fidgeting and missing the button to do so. And then he’s left in the early morning silence , leaning against a lamppost with the panic and embarrassment forming a sickening pit in his stomach , to the point in which he almost could cry. A wave is tossed towards onlookers of the scene , as he needs a breath. He really , really wants to go home right now - in the wake of some killer running around his home as well , things are not going well for Sam. He may or may not be pleading to whatever force there is out there to strike him down.

watching the WHOLE SCENE unravel within seconds , mila couldn’t help but feel the same horror sam must’ve been feeling in that same moment. of course , part of her wanted to laugh her head off due to the song choice for a ringtone , give him a hard time about it for a while before offering to buy him a coffee or something. but , she could sense the panic and upmost embarrassment radiating off of him , so she silently pitied from afar before taking a few steps into his personal space. ‘’ um , hey , ‘’ she greeted. ‘’ you look...tired. ‘’ part of her could practically smell the raunchy stench off of him , but she decided against bringing it up. ‘’ i was just about to go get some tea at that coffee-shop down the street. would you like to join me ? ‘’

#º ✧ 。––– ᵉᵐⁱˡⁱᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ┊ conv .#º ✧ 。––– emilia ft. sam.

𝙟𝙤𝙚𝙮‌

“Yo, can I ask your opinion on something?” Joey prefaced, barely glancing up to look at the other before immediately pulling out her iPhone and opening the Tinder app. “Ok, so I matched with this girl on Tinder and sent her a message, and I wanna know what you think.” Side stepping until she was shoulder to shoulder with her companion, Joey pulled up the message thread and recited her opening message. “Ok, so I said, ‘are you lost? i thought only losers like me sought human connection on dating apps. lol.’” Pressing the button on the side to turn off her screen, she stuck the phone in the front pocket of her jean shorts and gazed at her company. “She hasn’t answered back yet, so my questions are: Do you think she will? And if she does, what’s a date idea that doesn’t involve coffee? Tends to make me Squirtle if you catch my drift.”

‘‘ go ahead. ‘‘ emilia was familiar with the tinder app seeing as she deleted and redownloaded it at least once a week. she never sought anything on apps like that except for compliments and praise , something she was seriously lacking in the real world department. the blonde listened to the other speak , nodding ever so often to show that she was immersed in the other’s words. ‘’ hm , ‘’ she hummed , her fingertip resting on her chin as she pondered on what to say. ‘’ first off , love the opening line. cute and simple. second , she’d be DUMB not to reply to you , joe. you’re cute , amazing , tall. those are just a few of your assets. third , i don’t catch your drift , ‘’ mila admitted , offering a half-smile. ‘’ but uh , you can take her to the movies ? movie dates are always cute. i’m really not the best person to ask about dates , but there’s a lot of things you can do besides get coffee. ‘’

#º ✧ 。––– ᵉᵐⁱˡⁱᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ┊ conv .#º ✧ 。––– emilia ft. joey.

‘‘ i just took a DNA test , turns out i’m 100% that bitch , even when i’m crying crazy , ‘’ the blonde sang underneath her breath. ‘’ yeah i got boy problems , that’s the human in me. ‘’ fingertips tapped against the steering wheel to follow the beat , a small smile taking over her glossy lips. from waking up late to forgetting her wallet at home , today was its own shit show from the beginning. but , sitting alone in her car screaming a song made up for it. ‘’ BLING , BLING, THEN I SOLVE THEM; THAT’S THE GODDESS IN ME. YOU COULD’VE HAD A BAD BITCH , NON-COMMITTAL. ‘’ it didn’t process that someone was outside her window up until she looked over , catching glimpse of the familiar figure. a look of surprise took over her features , followed by pure embarrassment. slowly , her finger lingered over the window button to lower it down , the song still blaring from the stereo. ‘’ um , ‘’ she cleared her throat , turning down the volume until it was inaudible. ‘’ good evening. w-what’s up ? ‘’

#reprisalstart #º ✧ 。––– open starter: emilia.#this took foREVER???#AND FOR WHAT