week three | dates

[marriagebroker]

Here we go again.

You all better kiss.

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[nrangel]

[ All they have to do is get a good distance away from the shouting cameramen first, maybe find a nice little alley crowded with people at the front of it to duck into before Serpilia slows their run to a jog. ]

How're you holding up?

[beatmatching]

Fine. [ he says and he mostly means it but his breathing is very purposeful. ]

[nrangel]

Good!

[ Bright and genuine as she keeps holding onto his hand while she leads him down to the other side of the alley. She figures they've given them the slip enough to be able to take their time and enjoy some sights before her halo inevitably gets them caught again. ]

How's it feeling so far? Having no cameras on you?

[beatmatching]

[ thank you for not calling him out, it's appreciated.

how does it feel? ]

It's quiet. [ he can always hear his heart, but it seems louder in his ears now. and this is only temporary, a few stolen minutes, isn't it?

rather than enjoy it, his gaze looks outward to catch the camera crew whenever they find him. the truth is, he can't relax like this. there's only one place in this universe where he could get a taste of freedom for real. ]

[nrangel]

[ A frown as he still looks around like a trapped animal looking for the things chasing it down. Maybe it really is different for a girl like her, who was never famous, and never had to deal with someone watching her at all times. It's easy to relax for a few moments like this when she finally gets a break from the newfound attention. ]

No good?

[beatmatching]

It's fine.

[ he's just... not used to it. as much as his existence is literally to be an animal, a pet, at someone else's expense? it's a familiar one.

he's gonna waste a few of their precious alone minutes to put his back up against the wall, eventually sliding down to fold his knees up against his chest. he'll get up momentarily, he just needs to recenter himself. ]