closed starter for @violetamorenorp
Things have been different. He’s not sure of anything beyond that. They’re just different, in a new place. She had finally said she believed him, that he didn’t cheat on her. But that didn’t mean they were back together. No, because they had a lot ot work on, first. But they could do this, get together for lunch and Christmas shopping. It was easy, and right now the both of them needed easy.
Once she give’s confirmation, Matthieu sets out for the day. A three piece suit in navy blue, and a royal purple shirt, he rolls the eyeliner on, adjusts their hair, and heads onto the lift, letting it carry them down to the garage. He decides on the corvette, and after hopping in, his first step is Soliel. A quick check in, talking to his sous chef, and going over the menu for the evening, he doesn’t stay long.
The hospital used to know him. He remembers popping in just to bring her a home cooked lunch, or to take her out to one. Moments just to make her feel special. Now is different in that this isn’t a date, not r eally. It’s just two co-parents, two people who loved each other but weren’t together, going out for lunch. There aren’t flowers in his hands this time, as he walks in and greets the familiar face of the security guard and the woman at the desk. “Hello,” they say in that all too charming way they always do, that sits on the edge of flirtation. He asks for Violeta to be paged, and he waits, thinking about the moments he’s done this over the past four years.
It still feels the exact same.
Except everything is also wildly different. Strange.