heavenly.

sorrel white loved by bun.

[snowdreamt]

   — sorrel white.

                  ‘  i know i cannot heal the hurt but i will hold you here forever, if i can.  ’

   inspired  by  :  snow white.  /  added inspo : cosette ( les miserables ), rachel greene ( friends ), tohru honda ( fruits basket ), nana komatsu ( nana ).

statistics

full name. sorrel white. faceclaim. park sooyoung ( joy ). dob. august 10. zodiac. leo. occupation. tba. birthplace. n/a. orientation. heterosexual. song. exist for love by aurora. film. roman holiday ( 1953 ). education. tbd. emoji. (  💌  )

present !!

adjusting to elias was . . difficult. a new challenge, a new home to warm up to. it was such a drastic change. something about small towns and their warmth. the same warmth she had been deprived of for quite some time. she was met with quaint introductions as she walked through the streets. various storefronts enticing her, green gardens like the ones back home. it felt like heaven on earth. a safe haven. paradise. maybe this would be it, she believed. this time she’d be allowed to create a home and not be stripped of it. 

she met serena in an interaction that felt very much fated. as if they were destined to meet each other, talk to one another, create a bond she hadn’t even known she was capable of sharing. that’s how their roommates situation began. in the day, sorrel would go out job hunting and in the evening she’d come home and clean, cook. do whatever she could to not burden her friend. 

elias brought her a lifelong friend, as well as a coincidental meeting with the prince. she’s tentative to call it fate. worrying that she’d curse them both for even thinking about it at such. they met and once again lost themselves in conversation. another friend she felt like she was born to meet. 

things had been going too well for her and that only lead to a tugging at her heart. sorrel, usually optimistic and bright, has been tainted with thoughts of her eventual goodbye of the town. it had happened so many times before, who’s to say it wouldn’t again ? she was far away but would that even be enough ? she hopes so. hopes one day she’ll be able to live the life she always dreamed of. surrounded by people she cared for, people who would never abandon her. people she often saw in her dreams. 

past !!

bio found here !

sorrel remembers meeting the prince behind green-filled gardens. admiring the flowers and occasional wildlife, not really noticing the pair of eyes from afar. a sort of childish wonder came from his arrival. it had been so long since she was able to talk to someone else. actually hold a conversation without anyone really being reprimanded for it. he came and they talked, talked, talked for what felt like hours. about various things. whether it be the weather, new discoveries or things they needed to get off their chests. it felt like she was stuck in a dream. as if for a moment things had gone back to the way she knew them. except as soon as the sun began to set she knew it was time to go back home. things needed to be done and she couldn’t spend the entire day conversing with her newfound friend, a realization that saddened her a bit. still, sorrel held out hope that soon they’d be able to meet again. be able to hear every single thing he had to say.

a feeling she couldn’t really shake off, as if it had settled in her bones and wasn’t ready to let go just yet. having a complete stranger change your perspective on somebody you ultimately respected. someone you cared for. someone who was supposed to care for you in return. she believed her step-mother was keeping her busy with chores to simply spare the maids the trouble, to spare herself the worry of it not being done correctly. sorrel would do whatever she pleased in whatever manner she wanted it done. she was a queen now of course and sorrel knew how tiring the job could. growing up in a household full of important titles and tilted crowns, hearing his father huff and complain in his study but offering her nothing but big smiles and warm hugs as soon as he passed those doors. those same doors that now housed her step-mother. her step-mother who wanted her gone. 

and so she met her friends, seven wonderful friends who provided her with shelter. she would often clean for them, help them in anyway to show her gratitude. it was odd how different things were in that tiny cottage compared to her previous home. her warm childhood home turned desolate, cold. she helped them and in return they helped her. cared for her. were ever so grateful for what she had to offer no matter how tiny she felt it was. it cured her . . of many things she hadn’t known she had kept in for so long. the realization that what she felt in that house was warranted, that her cooperation means somethings, that her relationship with her step-mother wasn’t healthy. still, she felt like in someway she was responsible for that as well. as if she could’ve done more to help the relationship from going so sour. 

soon she had to be moved to a new location once more. her step-mother had discovered that her plan hadn’t actually worked, that sorrel was out and about somewhere. once again her existence had to be wiped out from her second home. going from warm lit rooms and eight plates on the table, to being ushered out in silence. she knew they were doing so to keep her safe. to keep her away from evils she was exposed to but still didn’t fully understand. just like the prince before, sorrel knew she would meet them again one day. eat a meal with them. repay them for everything. 

future !!

whew. i would like for sorrel to . . finally get her happily ever after. be rid of the dark cloud over her head, not worry that at every turn her step-mother would be there waiting to take her away. waiting to take her away from everything she loved. i think as time goes on sorrel will begin to understand the actions of regina and that in itself would be a huge blow for her, for her naivety. it’s all apart of growing up however. she could understand it, sympathize with it but never justify it. that’s the place i want her to be in.

i mean, the girl has abandonment issues. something she would obviously have to work through and deal with. i also want her to understand that being by herself isn’t her being inadequate. that there is strength and beauty in being independent, in the ability of doing things for herself and no one else. that doesn’t make her selfish. that doesn’t make her anything like her step-mother. 

she would have to also jump the hurtle that comes with so much being taken from her. like a dog that’s possessive of their food over fear that it’ll be taken away from them. just because she finds the home she always craved didn’t mean it’d come easy. she would have to learn to not be so overbearing, so protective. she would have to let go and let grow, allow herself to blossom as well. 

taken connections

serena fain: close friend / roommate.

florian charmont: close friend.

more tba - gonna make this look good i promise<33

wanted connections

i’m not asking for anything too crazy, but definitely someone who’s harsher on her. whether it be with good intentions or not. i need someone who will allow sorrel to face the harder realities head on, to see how she’d do with the pressure. for character development but also for the drama hehe.

a minor love interest. whether it be an unrequited crush, a mutual crush. an eventual relationship. something short term. she’s a beautiful girl in a new town. i see her going on dates constantly due to her need to give everyone a chance. something also for character development but also for drama x

a lil girl group please !! after a bad date, who is she gonna call ? who is she gonna confide in ? sleepovers in the fain-white residence anyone ? serena please read my tarot cards. sorrel will make cookies for everyone.

friends ! potential coworkers ? potential boss ? she needs a job but i’m not entirely set on something yet. i’m thinking a maid, perhaps a waitress. please. anything T^T

her step-mother<33 

more tba !!!!!!!!!!!!

playlist !

[snowdreamt]

serena.

“ .. could you check the fridge to see if we have milk ? sorry, ” she adds in an embarrassed whisper. “ oh, you’ve made a list ? ” serena chuckled. “ i didn’t even get that far. i feel like if i set it in stone i’ve jinxed myself … but i suppose … i dunno … i don’t have much hope for myself other than to not lose what i already have. you know what i mean ? ”

   quickly she jumps from her seat, cringing ever so slightly for not getting the cue sooner. ‘ right, of course, sorry ! ’ she whispers back for whatever reason. sorrel continues as she makes her way to the fridge, ‘ well . . yeah. you’re right actually. i usually feel the same way but seeing as they’re all mostly about self improvement, i felt safe enough to do it. as long as i’m jinxing just myself then — ’ she stops altogether. both her movement, her words. ever her breathing stops at her shock. ‘ oh . . oh no. ’  

[snowdreamt]

serena.

༶ ⋆ closed starter ( for @snowdreamt· )

“i think we need more milk … i should have written down a proper list. all i’ve been thinking about is new year’s resolutions … do you, um, believe in those?”

   ‘ mm, ’ comes her airy voice, delivered in sing song voice. sorrel places the phone against her ear closer as she takes a seat on their kitchen table. curious grin on her face. ‘ i actually do believe in them. made a list of my own . . is there one that’s on the top of your head ? ’ 

[snowdreamt]

   sigh escapes reddened lips, shoulders sagging in resignation. a stark contrast from the usual vibrant and upbeat attitude she usually held. once again sorrel was short on rent. ask her and she’d tell you she had no real clue why that is ! it couldn’t be the new pair of shoes she recently bought and hadn’t worn out yet or her new coat she bought to brace the winter, or her wardrobe update she justified by taking advantage of markdown prices. no, sorrel was obviously good with her savings. she would never make such a mistake . . and yet as she looked down she realized her banking statements were telling a different tale. 

   lips forming a soft pout, both her head and flickering eyes turned slowly to the person next to her. she clasped her hands together absentmindedly. as if her mind knew she was about ready to plead with anyone for assistance. ‘ excuse me, ’ she coos sweetly. bright eyes, fluttering eyelashes, innocent expression. ‘ do you happen to know of anyway to get quick cash around here ? ’

[redvelvetcult]

221211 Birthday 🎂

[snowdreamt]

rey.

Rey felt like she was walking on a tightrope lately. Life for her had never been simple but it had gotten extremely complicated in the last couple of weeks. She knows she probably looked terrible as she walked but it felt like she had a weight around her neck. Her phone vibrated in her pocket and it surprised her out of her thoughts. Embarrassing for a trained ninja especially since her drink flew out of her hand and spilled on the sidewalk. She could feel the anger boiling up so she took a deep breath like her dad had taught her and shoved it down. She looked up to the person in front of her and smiled, “Sorry about that.” 

   aloof boy, much too caught up in the message he was in the process of sending when he hears the uttered apology. he turns to look at the drink before turning to the other again. ‘ did i bump into you ? ’ a sudden question, not having felt himself doing so but maybe he had. he couldn’t exactly tell. offering his brightest smile, he takes a step towards her. ‘ don’t worry about it, really. it’s my bad for not looking. please, at least let me buy you something to replace it. absolutely anything, just let me know. ’

[snowdreamt]

aurora.

          THERE WAS NO CHANCE IN THE WORLD  that  aurora  would  be  upset  at  sorrel ,  not  in  a  hundred  years .  the  few  times  the  two  women  had  spoken ,  she  had  a  feeling  in  her  heart  that  the  two  were  birds  of  a  feather ,  cut  from  the  same  cloth .  there  was  a  sisterly  feeling ,  or  what  aurora  imagine  it  would  be  like ,  that  filled  the  air  whenever  sorrel  was  around .  so  of  course ,  if  the  princess  had  to  pick  a  couple  of  people  to  stay  with  her  during  this  difficult  time ,  sorrel  would  absolutely  be  on  the  list .  she  only  wishes  she  could  offer  her  friend  more  than  a  tired  smile  and  a  saddened  gaze ,  but  never  was  aurora  good  at  hiding  her  emotions .  especially  when  it  came  to  philip .

         ❛  you're  right .  he'd  be  happy  you're  here , ❜  confirmed  with  sweet  melancholia ,  her  delicate  fingers  bringing  the  porcelain  teacup  close  to  aurora's  lips .  she  wishes  she  could  be  a  better  host ,  offer  sorrel  a  delicious  treat  or  suggest  that  they  prepare  something  together ,  but  the  house  has  seen  better  days  and ,  well ,  she  would  feel  guilty  for  allowing  herself  to  be  distracted  by  something  else  while  philip  was  lying  in  their  bed ,  somewhere  between  life  &  death .  

         pulling  herself  together  for  a  moment ,  she  offers  the  brunette  a  small  smile ,  ❛  and  you're  never  a  bother ,  dear  sorrel .  i  only  wish  i  could  be  a  better  host  right  now  but …  it's  been  difficult .  tremendously  so . ❜  a  shaky  breath  falls  from  her  lips ,  ❛ i  used  to  think  being  away  from  him  was  the  hardest  thing  i'd  ever  been  through .  this  is  a  million  times  worse . ❜

   fingertips continue to tap against the porcelain, eyebrows downturned every so slightly at the sensation that filled her. as if her heart was tugging at her. it felt odd to have aurora comfort her in such a time. sorrel decided then and there to do away with her uncertainties. deal with them after. her hand tucks loose strands of hair behind her ear idly, mustering the softest smile.

   ‘ or — who knows ? perhaps he would like to hear another existential question from me, ’ lightest chuckle escapes her due to the mere memory. she’d ask aurora herself what her belief in fate was but of course, it wasn’t the time. this, what was happening right now, certainly wasn’t fate. this was a malicious action by someone with pure malicious intent. their reunion, however . . when that happened ( because it would, sorrel could feel it in her bones ) that would be fate. she was sure of it.

   ever so gently, she pulls her chair closer to aurora with no real care for tea time etiquette. sorrel places her hand against hers. she wants to calm her, tell everything would be okay . . but would she even want to hear such words ? she believed she must be tired of hearing them by now, from people who really had no clue. sucking in her bottom lip, she pauses before continuing. ‘ aurora, ’ she begins. calm smile trying to combat the other’s wave of uncertainties. ‘ would you like to take a quick walk with me ? just around your home, nowhere far. it’s just so beautiful . . please ? ’

[snowdreamt]

serena.

her heart warmed when sorrel mentioned she noticed something extra to serena. it had been a tiring few weeks, not just emotionally but physically as well — dealing with conflicting feelings, and also trying to prepare for the new production. but time moved forward, as it usually did, and with it came something new. 

“ well … so you know how i’ve sort of been going haywire with finding new accessories for the ‘funny girl’ show they’re doing at uni? there’s been a lot of moving about with who does what and i was sort of doing two people’s jobs but now i’m only doing one job. ” serena paused, her excitement barely contained. “ they asked me to be the lead costume designer !! i’ll be tailoring and designing but — it’s just completely —  !! — AaAahHHh —” 

   hands clasp against each other excitedly, following the other’s lead and scooting in closer. she vaguely understood what she was going on about but the swelling enthusiasm was contagious. as long as serena was happy, so was sorrel and that’s all that mattered. ‘ lead costume designer ? ’ she repeats, cheeks hurting due to her wide smile. ‘ you deserve it, you do ! you’ve worked so hard ! ’ hands reach for the other’s and offer a squeeze.

   ‘ the chocolate, ’ she reminds her, ‘ don’t forget about the chocolate. ’ her tone was as soft as ever, care and warmth exuding from every word. her roommate who had grown to become someone who meant so much to her in such a short time had all her attention. although she knew she wouldn’t met with any judgement, she was still scared to voice her happiness aloud. in fear that anyone she didn’t want to hear would ruin. well, more like a specific set of ears. that thought alone quickly dampened the bright fire that had been burning inside her only seconds ago. placing her hands against her own lap once more, she rubs them together nervously. ‘ if you ever need help for anything, whether it be a simple packed lunch or help behind the scenes getting things together, please let me know. i’m always here for you. ’ 

[snowdreamt]

       ✿ ° • ∘ ₊  featuring sorrel & aurora  (  @dawnsrose​​ ​ ) !

   softest frown on her lips, hands placed against her lap neatly. their first tea time in the charmont household and this was all they got. it felt odd. like they were mourning someone who’s chest you could still see rising and falling calmly. lost in a deep slumber. all in all, sorrel was at a complete loss. she had only casually met the pair during completely separate occasions. she hadn’t put two and two together, not even when florian mentioned their marriage. that phillip was never that phillip, the same one that was locked away safely in a room somewhere in their home. that aurora was never that aurora, the one in front of her. the one that looked like a shell of herself. tired. fidgety. alone. 

   her hand reached to grip tightly at the handle of the pristine cup before her. internally she was deciding what to do. whether she should leave, apologize for ever intruding. if she should stay, do what she came to do and bring aurora the companionship she felt like she might be in need of. one she was more than happy to provide, having got along well before. still, the thought of her bringing only discomfort to her dwelled in her mind. that thought alone urged her to finally speak up. ‘ i don’t mean to be — ’ she cuts herself off, cheeks now flushed due to her strained voice. she purses her lips and clears her throat, softly raising her head to look nervously at the pair of eyes before her. ‘ believe me, i don’t mean to bother you or to be presumptuous in anyway, i just . . i have a feeling he wouldn’t want you to be alone. especially not now. ’

[snowdreamt]

mavis.

mavis looked over to the one who asked such a question. it was deep and hard to answer. but, it was something that mavis was a firm believer in. she was certain there was something other than dumb luck that brought creatures together or destined people to greatness. she couldn’t explain it truly but it was something she truly believed in. 

“of course.” she said resting her chin on her palm. blue eyes batting back as she smiled. “i think fate has many names and mankind has skewed the meaning at times. but i believe in fate. love at first sight. finding your zing!” she said getting giddy just thinking of it. “don’t you?”

   her immediate assurance, almost immediate decision was what caused a weird feeling to swell in her chest. a sense of guilt forming for even daring to question such an idea. as if she would be reprimanded for ever doubting it but then again, it was also her firmest belief that by labeling it fate she might be cursing the entire thing likewise. sorrel’s arms reach forward as if beckoning mavis to come closer, hands needing to touch her skin to ground her.

   ‘ my — my zing ? ’ she questioned, eyebrows furrowed. ‘ what’s that ? ’ she needed to know, of course. what if she was missing out ? she chewed on her bottom lip as she continued to overthink. was it a sort of phone call ? an app she could get on her phone ? sorrel was just about convinced she’d do anything to hear a comforting voice. not any comforting voice either but a very specific one at that. ‘ i’m not sure. i — i want to but it’s all a bit . . it’s scary. ’

[snowdreamt]

   the usual vibrance exuding from sorrel is amplified 10x. evident in the way her smile seems to grow stronger the second she walks into the diner she frequents. without a real care to identify the unknown patron seated in the counter, she excitedly claims the stool right next to them. ‘ i got the job, ’ she finally blurts out. she doesn’t feel the need to show any kind of restraint on her emotions, doesn’t see anything wrong with confiding in a supposed stranger. because in her mind, very naive mind, was the belief that everyone would be happy for her. this was something worth sharing with the world. finally turning to her newfound companion, she grins widely with rosy cheeks. ‘ can you believe it ? oh, i’m just so happy ! it’s time to celebrate — anything you’d like, on me ! ’

[snowdreamt]

beckham.

beckham couldn’t help but snicker at the woman with leaves in her hair. “yeah. it’s plenty good entertainment for me.” he shrugged, “it is funny. and safe is boring.” he said lending her a hand, “you don’t want to spend your whole life being boring do you?” 

   expression, which originally happened to be one of full offense, soon twisted into something more. she bites at her bottom lip as she contemplates his words. ‘ well . . no, ’ she finally decides. ‘ i really wouldn’t want that. ’ a declaration that feels like it was more for him than her, she thinks as she takes his hand. she was fine with that, for now. the truth was: she wouldn’t mind it. if safe was boring, sorrel would be okay with living the rest of her life labeled the most boring person on earth.

   her hands smoothes out her attire, moving to comb her hair afterwards. ‘ do you . . have any more advice for me ? ’ she asks genuinely. eyes wide with curiosity. ‘ anything you think is worth knowing especially in this town ? ’

[snowdreamt]

  — task 25:

                               odette charmont !                   

   inspired : cassie howard ( euphoria ), daisy buchanan ( the great gatsby ), summer finn ( 500 days of summer ), holly golightly ( breakfast at tiffany’s ), only by lee hi ( song ), more to be added.

GENERAL

birth name. odette charmont.         nicknames. odi, more welcomed. date of birth. june 30th.           age. twenty-one.        gender. cisfemale.           pronouns. she / her. powers. n/a. species. human. sexuality. pansexual. place of birth. elias, california. current residence. abroad for university. not specified yet. occupation. university student.

APPEARANCE

height. 5′4. hair colour/style. dark black, dyed blonde.  eye colour. dark brown. piercings. belly piercing no one knows about.    tattoos. none yet. notable markings. mole over her eyebrow.          glasses/contacts? avid contact user. faceclaim. jeon somi.  voiceclaim. jeon somi.

HEALTH

physical ailments. none. allergies. not actually allergic to apples but she might as well be. sleeping habits. is very, very passionate about her eight hours.     dominant hand. right. drugs / smoke / alcohol? no / no / yes.       

PERSONALITY   

positive traits. noble, beguile, benevolent, courteous, regal, docile, softhearted. negative traits. self-conscious, untrusting, reticent, worrywart, vain. usual mood. dutiful. likes. slow dancing, sturdy hands, feeling like she’ll be protected, candid smiles, family pictures, lighthearted whispers followed by loud laughter, big parties filled with big dresses, being sought after, being helpful.  dislikes. ruined makeup, crying in front of others, unfamiliar faces, being forced into an introduction, feeling forced to do anything, being pitied, being useless, any kind of advice, messing up during violin practice. bad habits. her belief that confiding in anyone would be considered her being weak.

RELATIONSHIPS

mother. sorrel charmont ( white ). father. florian charmont. siblings. cosima charmont & basil charmont. children. none. birth order. middle child. significant others. n/a. closest friends. tba.

SKILLS & STATS

languages spoken. english, korean, french & german. drive? yes. jump start a car? no.        change a flat tire? no.      ride a bicycle? yes. swim? yes. play an instrument? yes.         play chess? yes. braid hair? yes. tie a tie? yes. pick a lock? yes.       sew? yes. 

compassion.          9/10.

empathy.          8/10.

creativity.          8/10.

mental flexibility.          7/10.

passion.          8/10.

luck.         8/10.

motivation.  8/10.

education.          9/10.

intelligence.          9/10.

charisma.          9/10.

reflexes.          8/10.

willpower.          7/10.

stamina.          8/10.

physical strength.          7/10.

battle skill.          7/10.

initiative.         8/10.

restraint.          6/10.

strategy.         7/10.

team work.          8/10.

[snowdreamt]

   — task 25:

                           basil charmont ! 

   inspired by : nick nelson ( heartstopper ), phoebe buffay ( friends ), andy dwyer ( parks & recreation ), shota kazehaya ( kimi ni todoke ), tamaki suoh ( ohshc ), more to be added.

GENERAL

birth name. basil charmont. nicknames. tba.          date of birth. july 24th. age. twenty.  gender. cismale. pronouns. he / him. powers. n/a. species. human.          sexuality. demiromantic. place of birth. elias, california. current residence. elias, california.          occupation. university student.

APPEARANCE

height. 6′0. hair colour/style. dark black. curled when younger, now straight. eye colour. light brown. piercings. none.    tattoos. none. notable markings. the three moles scattered across his face.          glasses/contacts? has glasses he refuses to wear, instead he’s squinting constantly. faceclaim. huening kai.  voiceclaim. huening kai.

HEALTH

physical ailments. none. allergies. catch him sniffling in the springtime. sleeping habits. barely sleeps. passes so much time on his phone, before he knows it the sun is hitting his window.       dominant hand. right.   drugs / smoke / alcohol? no / no / no.       

PERSONALITY

positive traits. caring, altruistic, passionate, protective, charismatic, jocular. negative traits. clumsy, stubborn, impulsive, aloof, oblivious, foolish, puerile. usual mood. excitable.           likes. long and passionate hugs, platonic hand holding, playing an instrument for an audience, eyes on him, helping out, soft textures, night swims, singing at the top of your lungs, the smell of wet grass, sun burnt skin, the heat of summer, inside jokes. dislikes. asking what’s wrong?, not being taken serious, alarm clocks, stuffy clothing, being compared to anyone, rainy days, suffocating quietness, being expected to act a certain way, the weight of meaningless titles.   bad habits. his impulsiveness. 

RELATIONSHIPS

mother. sorrel charmont ( white ). father. florian charmont.    siblings. cosima charmont & odette charmont. children. n/a. birth order. youngest child. significant others. n/a. closest friends. rosalie charmont, more tba.

SKILLS & STATS

languages spoken. english, ( not fluently ) korean, french. drive? yes. jump start a car? no.         change a flat tire? yes.      ride a bicycle? yes.        swim? yes. play an instrument? yes, piano and guitar.         play chess? no. braid hair? yes. tie a tie? yes. pick a lock? no.       sew? no.

compassion.          9/10.

empathy.          8/10.

creativity.          9/10.

mental flexibility.          7/10.

passion.          10/10.

luck.         7/10.

motivation.  10/10.

education.          7/10.

intelligence.          6/10.

charisma.          9/10.

reflexes.          7/10.

willpower.          8/10.

stamina.          7/10.

physical strength.          8/10.

battle skill.          7/10.

initiative.         8/10.

restraint.          6/10.

strategy.         7/10.

team work.          8/10.

[calellon]

i’m surviving solely on day dreams and fantasies at this point

[snowdreamt]

raphael.

Raph was far too deep in thought to be okay. He felt crummy about everything he was putting his brothers through. He was supposed to be the eldest and the responsible one because even if Leo was leader, he still needed his big bro and he’d messed it all the way up. 

He must have been walking faster than the people here did, still on nyc speed, because he walked right into the person in front of him. “Oh, wow, sorry. I misjudged my steps.” 

   ‘ oh ! ’ she exclaims abruptly, feet trying their best to regain her composure, hand reaching to grasp onto his shirt for added support. only then does she let go of him altogether, going as far as taking a step backwards to provide some space. ‘ it’s okay, don’t you worry ! it was sorta my fault for . . stopping so suddenly . . ’

   the sudden truth causes her to blush due to her embarrassment, soft smile offered to make up for her mistake. ‘ i’m really sorry. really. just thought i’d seen a kitten but actually, after closer inspection, turned out to be just a trash bag in the wind. i promise though, if it had been a kitten i would’ve definitely named her after you ! . . sorry, what’s your name ? ’

[snowdreamt]

dale.

When it had finally grown to late to reasonable stay at work, Dale hadn’t known what to do. The box in his car still needed to be unpacked. Dale was resigned to at least get it in the apartment. He drove home, parked, grabbed his bags and the box before heading to the building. Then a question grabbed his attention.

“Oh.” He says, carefully placing the box on the ground. “Well, yeah. I absolutely do.” He started to dig through his backpack, pulling a water bottle from and holding it out for her to take. “What about you?”

   grateful hands outstretch for said water bottle, placing it against her lap before even bothering to try and open it. sorrel hums softly at the question being thrown back at her. she had been contemplating it prior but she still couldn’t exactly wrap her head around it. ‘ i want to, ’ she confesses suddenly. fingers begin playing with the bottle nervously. still, a small smile never leaves her face. 

   ‘ i really want to but . . ’ she decides to not finish her sentence, shaking her head instead. childish fear settling in her, fear that someone would hear her and scold her for thinking such things. she looks up at him to see his reaction. wondering if she offended him in anyway. ‘ it’s a beautiful thought though, isn’t it ? a very reassuring one. if you’re meant to do something, you will. if you’re meant to be somewhere, you will. if you’re meant to be with someone, you will. like it’s all sort of . . planned for you. at least then you wouldn’t be left stranded alone to wonder. ’