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a continuation from here for @prxttythngs
"really?" cemre's eyebrows raise in surprise, though she figures that she's only being teased just as much as she's teasing. a laugh escapes her and she shakes her head. "my boyfriend?" she echoes evangeline, "no. i don't have a boyfriend. i like to get nice things to wear for myself... mostly. it makes me feel good."
open to anyone. muse: cemre mirzo. 25 years old. bisexual. she/her. bartender and playwriter. plot: i see you got stood up and i feel bad for you so let’s have a drink.
her shift has just ended and while cemre would now typically be making her way home, she finds herself pausing by the customer she's seen looking towards the door for... too long now. "thanks for waiting for me to finish," she says it just loud enough the table beside them might just hear. then, quieter, "you want some company?"
open to anyone. test muse: cemre mirzo. 25 years old. bisexual. she/her. bartender in an up-scale restaurant and wannabe playwriter. plot: you’re my best friend / wingman and this horrible, obnoxious human being has been hitting on me for an hour and wont take the hint so you come up and make out with me and wow i wasn’t expecting to see stars au
"...thank you." her gaze shifted from over their shoulder, watching the man she'd been tolerating for far too long as he stormed off, slowly towards their face. yet, somehow cemre was unable to meet their eyes. "i'm not sure how much longer i could've stayed polite."
a closed starter for @inkshadow featuring cemre and lily.
"seeing you all pouty and sad is making me all pouty and sad!" as if to emphasise her point, cemre forces the pursing of her lips to be a little more exaggerated. "so, if we could not do that, that would be great. let's so something else, like go have some fun."
a closed starter for @coquetties featuring cemre.
“you know…” a pause, followed by a small grin, “i’m starting to enjoy when you call me a dumbass. does that make me your dumbass?”
open to anyone. muse: cemre mirzo. 25 years old. bisexual. she/her. bartender and playwrite. plot: you’re my best friend in the whole world and we’re saying goodbye. i sold my house, quit my job, and was supposed to move across the country for my new, dream job. but after you dropped me off at the airport i showed up at your house with all my luggage and kissed you and want to stay.
after parting from the rather sudden kiss she’d just pressed to their lips, cemre let out a breathless sigh and took a step back to separate from her best friend. “—i couldn’t go. not without… not without that.”
a closed starter for @gentlehaze featuring cemre.
"— so, this pretending we're not into one another has been fun and all, but when are you going to let me take you on a date?"
a closed starter for @nonscnse featuring cemre.
"you once called me forever and now you still won't call me back."
