Apr 5, 2022
she can see a blonde in the distance. if she looks long enough to figure out if it’s olimpia or fanni, or even verona di savoia, she would be staring. a pretty smile for acquaintances is easier to conjure than it is for family, so she steps back, intending to turn away and engage the nearest person in deep conversation. the collision she feels at her back however, makes her choice for her. “ oh hi, ” whites flash, lips spreading as brightly as can be. “ you’re — ” who is she ? “ um you were at the event ! ” events are a dime a dozen, the girl will remind her hopefully. “ you looked very nice, i spotted you. how are you doing ? ” [ @highnessaisling ]