* / based – @glamouri .
there’s a familiarity there , one that niggles and gnaws until realization is met , feels own jaw visibly slacken . can’t quite comprehend sight before her , the universe really DID work in strange ways . curiosity is piqued , would they remember her ? of course they would , would be more than OFFENDED if she were deemed forgettable , a name not remembered . so why hadn’t they sidled up to her ? wasn’t accustomed to being the predator and not the prey in situations such as this . will play coy as she approaches , act as if she came over to this side of the room by pure coincidence and not solely to make contact . keeps straw between her lips , distracting her mouth from saying anything too forthcoming , slots herself in the space just behind their turned back . not so accidentally elbowing them in the side , lack of manners would leave her ignoring the person she’d just hit usually , but with purposeful action comes a new persona it seems –––– ‘ oh , i’m SO sorry , i hope you didn’t spill your drink ! ’ lays a hand upon their wrist , as if to convey sincerity ( she’d seen it done in films ) , now for the big moment of realization ––– ‘ oh , wow , we went to school together , right ? ’
