Some Good Taste } Luna/Dia
lilyoftheabyss:
Dia blushed slightly, flattered by the compliments given to her. Her fashion sense had been a point of pride for her and now the compliments were starting to make her a little flustered- not that her expression particularly reflected that.
“I’m Dia. I’m mostly just looking for… something nice to wear on a date? Or maybe just…” She rotated her wrist, attempting to drum up the right word she wanted to say, “I need dress…es.”
Her brain was slowly frying under the combined weight of having a date, being complimented, and having a far more outgoing personality interacting with her more muted one.
She inhaled slowly, steadying herself, and gently exhaled. She just needed to readjust herself.
Upon hearing the word ‘date’ a small gasp of excitement left Luna’s lips, immediately placing both hands above her heart in response. Her romantic life was nearly non-existent, so living through a complete stranger was as close as she was going to get at this point.
“A date?” She repeated, squeaking out the words with a grin plastered on her face. “How exciting! Where are you going...? What are you doing?” She paused, thinking over her own past encounters on the island and the... interesting people she’d met so far. Was there even anyone around that would warrant such excitement? Especially from such an elegant girl (which seemed to be a rare find here).
“Is he like, worth dressing up for?” For such a high class woman to settle for someone was the last thing Luna would want to witness -- which in her mind justified her apparent nosiness.
