closed starter for @esmaxdemirci
it's been a few months since adriana has been back in town and the golden hour lounge has been one of her favorite spots whenever she doesn't have a shift at the oasis. if only they had an opening here--but in hindsight, she liked it better as a patron than she probably would've as a waitstaff.
as the singer's final note faded and polite applause rippled through the room, adriana’s attention drifted from the stage to the crowd. and that’s when she saw her. or thought she did.
the woman stood near the back, half-shadowed by the low lighting, and for a moment, her breath caught. but surely, she must be imagining things. not that this was the first time she caught the silhouette of the woman she once knew, but there was absolutely no way it was her.
when they almost caught her looking, she quickly looked away, raising her champagne glass to her lips. just a trick of the light, she told herself. it wasn't her. definitely not her.
