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▲ - five times my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.
OO1.
They meet in the Chase Space. A blonde girl arrives next to her mother in matching clothing and shoes that are too big for her feet. It’s obvious – even though she grew up on these linoleum floors, she struggles walking because of those heels. She looks like a doe, learning how to walk. Nathan’s lips curl up, and he almost laughs aloud but Kristine sends a hand moving downwards, hitting his side.
Victoria keeps staring at Nathan through the entire negotiation. ❛ What? ❜ He whispers, eyes narrowing. Sean stops talking to Mrs. Chase and looks at his son.
❛ Nate, why don’t you take Vicky outside? ❜
He doesn’t want to, but Nathan has to.
Outside, Victoria raises her shitty camera to capture a photo of some chrysanthemums planted outside of the art gallery. Nathan laughs, loud now, shaking his head. ❛ Your composition is all wrong, ❜ he says, matter-of-factly, nose held high.
❛ No it’s not, ❜ she says, not even turning her head to face him. Nathan can see her change her composition, though, silently. He takes steps to her, loafers clicking on the concrete, and grabs her camera. He clicks on the display. Nathan shakes his head.
❛ No, like this – ❜ he says, moving his eye to the viewfinder and framing the flowers in a completely different way. Nathan snaps the picture, turning on the display and showing it to her. She looks at it for a while before grabbing her camera, pouting.
❛ You don’t know what you’re talking about. ❜
Nathan wants to kiss her.
OO2.
She sits in her bed, long hair tied into a bun on the top of her head. Dropping her phone to the side of her body, Victoria lets out the perfect sigh.
❛ Why is Mark Jefferson so dreamy? ❜
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