Jul 5, 2024
❝ what’s the worst possible death you can think of ? asking for a friend . ❞
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❝ what’s the worst possible death you can think of ? asking for a friend . ❞
" good .. you ' re back ! so , what did you find ? "
The aroma of freshly ground coffee wafted heavily throughout the shop, along with the smell of freshly baked patisseries. Yara found herself sitting in the small coffee shop, just watching the world go by. Staring down at the thick ceramic mug, she noticed the steam that had risen from it when she had first placed it on the table had disappeared, hinting at how long she had been there.
"We're busy." Nico huffed, gathering the remainder of the previous lesson's supplies. After no sound of additional movement, he added: "Unless you plan on booking a lesson, leave."
"Do you think this will ever end? That we'll be free?"
"I just need a minute then I'm all yours, I swear." Lux promised, refusing to look away from the sky. It was something that she had been doing since she was a child, something that she had started with her sister. A promise to each other. No matter where each other was, if they were missing each other or thinking of them, they would look at the moon and that would work as a reminder they were with one another. Light and dark. The moon the only bit of light in the night sky.
"Well that was a complete waste of time."
"I'm okay, honest..." she stated, pacing up and down. "It's just really hot in here — are you hot? Oh god. There's no air... I feel like I can't breathe."