#bruno (interactions)

[beccareynolds]

With: @brunoxalbertelli​

Location: The Grind

Becca’s days off were ordinarily spent staying cozied in at her place, catching up with whatever book she was currently enamored in. It wasn’t complete without a fresh latte and muffin though from The Grind. She didn’t treat herself too often, but it had become a weekly tradition. Especially now that she and Bruno weren’t really talking after too much alcohol led to confusing, complicated kisses -- she particularly needed a boost. She might even give in and get two muffins for good measure.

After placing her order and paying, Becca moved to take a seat at one of the tables near the counter until her items were ready. In the meantime she busied herself with her phone, thumb flickering over the last text from Bruno; it was sent before the ball. They had never gone so long without talking, and she didn’t know what to make of it. Peeking up from her cell as someone entered, chestnut hues widened at the sight of exactly who was on her mind. She wondered whether to duck and hide, or play it off like everything was cool. It didn’t matter though, Bruno had definitely spotted her. It was too late to do anything but wave. So she did, and gave him a soft, but shaky smile.

“Hey, B. Needed a caffeine fix too?”

[beccareynolds]

@brunoxalbertelli​ // at Bruno’s home !!

While it was only Monday, the shock and awe of kids filtering into the library already in preparation of the fall school year had blown Becca’s mind. She was excited to see the place buzzing, but the day had been remarkably busy. Her feet were killing from the heels she’d decided to wear, and all she really wanted to do was stuff her face with her best friend. She didn’t even bother going home to change; even if she would have preferred something comfier than the skirt she’d opted to wear that day. Carrying a pizza in one hand and a six-pack in the other, Becca used the toe of her shoe to knock lightly at his door. “Someone order a pizza?” she mused, giving herself away through the door with the giggle that followed. Due to her tiny self, the backpack she’d hoisted over her shoulders and stuffed with a few books for Bruno was close to bringing her down to the ground.

When he answered she grinned up at him gratefully, trying to balance all she had in tow. “Thank god. I thought I was about to drop something and I have precious cargo here, B! But, hi.” Even after a tiring day, brown eyes sparkled up at him. Bruno was always her saving grace -- through thick and thin. He was kind and never judged her when others did. “I hope you’re up for some company? Unless you’d rather I kept this pizza and beer all to myself.”