@phantomtwirl asked: stella bounds towards the woman, carried by joy and exhilaration and a glass of champagne too many. " ANA! " buoyant as she is as she approaches the haze of her companion's demeanor, undeterred as she presses cherry-red lips to her cheek. " you were so lovely up there! just ACES! "
the thrill of a show , no longer exhilarating . played her instrument because she had to : because it was the only thing left . her uninterest bordering on arrogance . it was her voice which made her special & it was her voice that was silenced . this meant friends were not quickly made , even though ana had to admit she favored some of the club members more than others . ⸺ as the voice of one of these particular phantoms filled her ears , velvet clad frame turned towards the noise , champagne flute grasped loosely in hand . what she did not expect was the lips against her cheek . ❝ i’m always lovely , that’s no need to get handsy , stella . ❞ despite her words , a faint blush bloomed on her cheeks .