#sealedfctes

[parisgoodbyes]

"if you wanted to get close to me , there were other ways ." / @sealedfctes

[parisgoodbyes]

"you didn't tell me you were stopping by  ." / @sealedfctes

[parisgoodbyes]

"that bullshit won't work for me anymore than it did your little date ." / @sealedfctes

[lovedslowly]

''you look awful. what the fuck happened to you?'' / @sealedfctes

[rosyviews]

        ( 💔 @sealedfctes )     ⋅ ⋅ ⋅    "she's running late..." wesley might has well come from thin air as he approaches from behind, holding a glass of champagne out to the other. "i knew she was bringing a date. which, in and of itself, was a shock. don't think she's done that since she was seventeen. THEN, for her to tell me it's you i needed to find to deliver this message? damn." words are followed by an airy laugh, smile sparkling his face.

[cherrysugcr]

closed starter for @sealedfctes

A serious first date was something Ezra had not done in years. After traveling so much for work he wanted to set down roots and actually have a life. Which meant exploring serious romantic connections no more flings or affairs. That's why he didn't hesitate to, ironically, ask Ezra out on a date the first day he entered his bakery. Not only was this man incredibly attractive, he was incredibly sweet and charming. Just the kind of person he wanted in his life.

"Would it be weird if I mentioned how nervous I am," Ezra whispered across the table after the waitress took their drink order. "I haven't been on a date in a long time and I'm not feeling like my usual bubbly charming self around you."

[rosedread]

closed  starter  for  :  @sealedfctes ; kit location  :  thompson's  65th  anniversary  party 

Naomi wasn’t sure how many times she’d already passed through the same stretch of Thompson’s tonight. She wasn’t restless, not exactly, just looking for somewhere in the chaos that felt a little less crowded. Her drink had been sitting half-finished in her hand long enough to go warm, but she wasn’t in any rush to swap it out.

When her eyes caught on Kit, settled off to the side like the noise hadn’t managed to pull him under, something about the sight pulled a sense of comfort into her stomach. She slipped through the clusters of laughter and clinking glasses until she came to lean against the same stretch of wall, shoulder just close enough to brush if either of them shifted. ❝Looks like you had the right idea,❞ Naomi murmured, tilting her glass slightly as if in a quiet toast to the corner he’d claimed. ❝Next time, we should reserve hidden spots in the corner.❞

[rosedread]

closed  starter  for  :  @sealedfctes ; zay location  :  thompson's  65th  anniversary  party 

Naomi wasn’t sure why she let a friend drag her into Thompson’s tonight, but here she was anyway; caught in the churn of bodies, the sound of clinking glasses and half-slurred congratulations swirling thick as the perfume in the air. She’d been leaning against the bar for longer than she realized, fingers curled around a glass of whiskey she was only pretending to nurse. The truth was she didn’t feel much like celebrating, though she wore the kind of careful curved lip that kept people from asking questions.

Her gaze drifted across the room, pausing now and then on familiar faces, the kind that had been stitched into her life since childhood. There was comfort in that, though it came with the faint itch of being watched, of being known too well. She adjusted her stance, shifting one foot against the scuffed wood floor, and let her eyes trace the glow of lights overhead. ❝They really dressed the place up nice for the celebration,❞ she commented to the body that had just moved beside her.