[ ✎ ] …Well, this must be a dream.
Nothing is real. Nothing is true. He could’ve sworn he’d woken up today, but, guess this trumped that idea. She looked so real though…her hair, her glasses, her hands…
It was as if, the universe had stopped moving. The man just…stood there, flabbergasted. And, trickling down with silence, a single tear. When had his eyes started watering? Hell if he knew…this couldn’t be real…
“…..! I-I…I don’t…”
for a few seconds, shauntal thought this was going to go great! she thought this was going to be a cool fun minute of geeking out about each other. when lucian started crying, however, she panicked. she had seen plenty of fans--mostly younger ones--break down in tears when meeting her, but she wasn’t quite sure how to handle one of her teenage inspirations starting to cry.
she stood there, frozen for a few moments, but then quickly sputtered, “ah, no no no! don’t cry!!” she reached for his hands and squeezed them tightly. “breathe! y-you’re okay...uhm.” she released her left arm and leaned toward the far end of the desk, snatching a few tissues. “here you go,” she mumbled, pushing them into his right hand while still crushing his left. what else was she supposed to do with him?! her publisher didn’t exactly prep her for this.
