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[and the rain's stopped falling - p]
« on: January 12, 2019, 08:03:20 AM »
mickey serge.
mickey usually didn’t frequent coffee shops. however, after quite the memorable night, he decided he might as well shake things up a bit. the slight, dull headache felt practically nonexistent after some tylenol, and topping it off with tea and a smoke didn’t seem to hurt much either. so there he sat at one of the outside seating arrangements of this rustic cafe, a cigarette in one hand and his other hand resting on a nice cup of tea. his parents would’ve killed him if they’d known their son had been out partying with his friends. they would especially kill him if they ever saw a cigarette between his lips.

and mickey decided that merely because they were wealthy did not mean they had to be prudes about everything.

he took one more large drag of his cigarette, as if out of some sort of spite, before putting it out on the ashtray at his table. all of his friends were busy recovering from their own hangovers, hangovers that were far more severe than mick’s own. although amusing, it left mickey on his own with nothing to really do. after all, it wasn’t often that the charismatic man was left to his own devices, and.. he honestly enjoyed the quiet- but also felt endlessly frustrated by it. he watched people walk by the shop, some stopping to enter the quaint cafe. guess he wasn’t the only one who had miraculously found this little gem of a shoppe… he shrugged to himself and took a sip of his tea.

when his gaze lifted from his drink, he damn well thought he was going to spit it out.

walking a ways in front of him was the most gorgeous sight he’d ever laid his eyes on. blonde hair, green eyes, perfect- everything.. and something about her that just radiated warmth, and light. and, for some reason, mickey found himself hopelessly drawn to that light, begging for warmth.. once he let out a few pathetic coughs after nearly choking on his tea, his blue gaze followed her. when she turned to head into the coffee shop, he could feel his heart practically leap out of his chest. and, maybe, the coffee shop wasn’t the only gem in the outskirts of this city.

good god, when had he become so cheesy?

he practically scolded himself for that same fact as he stood up. everything about love, and love-at-first-sight, especially, was completely irrational. it was absolutely pathetic watching his friends fling themselves onto random people at the end of each week, he told himself, as he made his way to the cafe entrance. it wasn’t like him to believe in those sorts of things. he stepped inside. it wasn’t rational. his eyes found the blonde locks, waiting patiently in line to order her drink. it wasn’t like him to get involved with these kinds of feelings.

stepping closer, he fished out his wallet as he stepped over to this beautiful stranger’s side. “coffee’s on me,” he spoke confidently, flashing a close-lipped smile her way before adding, “well. if you’re willing to let me bother you when you drink it, at least." and that’s how mickey was. nobody was a stranger to him. however, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel the light tugs at his heartstrings, or the small flutter of excitement and anxiousness in his chest. "sounds like a fair trade, if you ask me."

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Re: [and the rain's stopped falling - p]
« Reply #1 on: January 12, 2019, 12:15:36 PM »

I FELT YOU IN MY LIFE BEFORE I
EVER THOUGHT TO. FEEL THE NEED TO
LAY DOWN BESIDE YOU & TELL YOU THAT I FEEL
YOU IN MY HEART AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU ...

~ nineteen by hayley williams



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ELINOR CATHERINE ROSE.

Quaint. Cozy. Simple. This place was a home away from home for Ellie, with the most comfortable sofas to curl up on and the most magnificent flat whites in town. During the weekends, when she had time to enjoy her own company, Ellie would often be found at the coffee shop, sipping away at the frothy coffee, licking white foam off the top of her lip before diving her nose into a comforting novel just so that she could spend some time in a completely different world. It was a habit of hers, slowly blending reality and fantasy together as one, but many people would say that it was just an Ellie thing to do. She was a dreamer, and she had many dreams.

The book she had been reading was a fantasy novel, a princess saving her kingdom through sheer diplomacy rather than marriage; she was a role model to many. It was easy for Ellie to get so lost into stories such as these, as she wished nothing more than to be a sort of role model herself in any way, shape or form. Prove that being a woman was such an extraordinary thing to be, that woman could empower and inspire other women just how like Ellie felt inspired from reading her novels... But, for now, she was coy and quiet, and she'd merely feel empowered rather than be empowering. 

With her tote bag across her shoulder, Ellie shuffled into the cafe, tucking her voluminous blonde locks of hair behind her ear as she waited in line to order. Pale green eyes nervously flitted about to take a look at her usual spot, a corner table with a sofa where she could people watch if she so wished. As she had hoped, the sofa was vacant, and Ellie then glanced over to the cashier who was serving the people in front of her as she folded her arms across her torso, silently rehearsing what she'd tell the cashier, even though they already knew her order.

And then, somebody stepped beside her. Fluttering her gaze up to glance at the stranger, Ellie almost froze in realization that he was offering to pay for her drink... And, that he'd completely silenced her with awe. Oh. My. Gosh. He was so cute. His gentle closed-lip smile was infectious and Ellie could not help but return a shy yet toothy smile, eyes lighting up with wonderment. "Oh my- Are you sure?" She questioned in a soft, bashful squeak, only breaking her gaze when the cashier spoke, "Mornin' Ellie, the usual?" She turned to look at the cashier, pausing for a moment before glancing back at the charming boy by her side and softly continuing, "It's a deal."

And with that, she nodded her head to the cashier, "Uh, yes... Please. What would you like?" She asked the beautiful brunet, ordering before allowing him to pay. She took a seat on her favorite sofa, this time in the company of such a compelling and charming man. Ellie couldn't help but act coy. "Thank you so much for this." She replied, peering over quietly before adding, "I'm Ellie."

Her heart was racing in her chest. He was just... So confident, so mesmerizing. She inhaled nervously, breathing in the rich aroma of cigarette smoke from across the table and Ellie was pretty certain that this perfect boy had already stolen her heart.
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« Reply #2 on: January 12, 2019, 03:32:53 PM »
mickey serge.
as mickey would gush to his friends later on, this was no ordinary girl. she was the complete opposite. every woman he met had always felt the need to fix their makeup just so, to spend hours on their look, dress in the most lavish of clothing brands, all with the hopes to exude beauty and radiate power. to make men fall to their knees and beg for their time. but this woman… she didn’t need lavish clothes, expensive makeup, or the acquired fine tastes like the countless women mickey had laid eyes on before. everything about her just as she was made him weak at the knees, hoping she’d want to spend time with him.

and, when she had softly agreed, mickey felt like the luckiest man in the world.

although having already had a cup of tea, he went ahead and ordered yet another. the cashier was very well aware of this fact - the small smirk on her lips said it all - and mick was glad she didn’t spill any of this information as he went ahead and paid for the drinks. turning his head, he watched as the blond went and settled on a sofa. was this really happening? was he really going to be sitting across from someone so beautiful? surely no money in the world could give him as much happiness as this stranger was giving him in that moment, just to let him steal a bit of her time.

strolling over, he slid into the seat across from her, an easy smile coming to his lips. “it’s nothing,” he insisted, catching her gaze as he added, “i feel like the lucky one.” and wasn’t that an understatement. buying this beautiful woman a drink made him feel like the one who should be grateful. after all, he supposed a random person asking to sit and have a drink with you would be rather off putting. no wonder she seemed so shy. but she said yes to it, and mickey honestly felt forever grateful.

“ellie…” he repeated, considering it for a moment before asking, “is it short for anything?” ellena, eleanor… “mickey,” he introduced a moment later, flashing a smile her way as the drinks were set at their table. part of him was still trying to wrap his mind around this entire ordeal; the other part of him was wondering what he should say. nobody was a stranger to him- but also, he’d never tried to pursue a girl, before. he’d never really went out of his way to meet someone before, either.

“i’m sorry. this isn’t making you too uncomfortable, is it?” because, yeah, maybe to mickey talking to a stranger over a cup of tea was no big deal- to the rest of the world, it probably was a little.. peculiar. he sent a soft smile her way before tearing his gaze away, towards the table top. “you just-” he considered himself as he gazed back over at her, leaning back in his chair as he settled for saying. “you looked like good company.” saying that their beauty had you endlessly captivated was a bit too much to say. even mickey knew that.

“do you go to the nearby university?” as in, his university on the other side of the city. wouldn’t it be neat if they both went to the same uni?


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« Reply #3 on: January 13, 2019, 03:44:24 PM »

I FELT YOU IN MY LIFE BEFORE I
EVER THOUGHT TO. FEEL THE NEED TO
LAY DOWN BESIDE YOU & TELL YOU THAT I FEEL
YOU IN MY HEART AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU ...

~ nineteen by hayley williams



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ELINOR CATHERINE ROSE.

Ellie's pastel gaze glistened with a look of newfound enthusiasm. Though she was timid in nature, it most definitely did not eliminate the feeling of enthrallment and admiration she felt towards the ever-so-kind stranger who paid for her drink. One would think that perhaps, being so shy, it meant that she was merely tolerating his presence just to be polite but, honestly... That was incredibly far from the truth. Truth was, she was most definitely going to be telling her friends about this dreamy man who looked as if he'd come right out of Ellie's dream novel. He was so perfect. How could somebody be so perfect?

Ellie began to laugh under her breath to herself softly, lowering her gaze with a gentle coyness that could only be appreciated by whoever made her feel this way. It was a feeling of nervousness, but a good kind of nervousness. The kind you'd feel if you wanted to make a good first impression. "Lets just both agree on the fact that we both feel very lucky right now." Was that an attempt to... Flirt? Ellie wanted to facepalm right there and then - if she was honest, she was hopeless as flirting, and this mystery boy probably figured that one out pretty fast.

As she introduced herself, she took a sip of her coffee as the drink arrived, feeling its heat warm her up from the chill outside. The stranger asked her a question which was almost completely fallen on deaf ears as she just couldn't help but notice just how alluring his ocean blue eyes were. They were the kind of eyes Ellie would be happy to gaze into all day if she had the chance. She gently licked the froth off her top lip, suddenly snapping back to reality before answering quickly, "Oh... Yes, Elinor. Elinor Rose." She confirmed, her lips curling into a mousy smile as she could feel her cheeks beginning to burn with a rosy tinge on her cheeks.

Mickey. That name was so fitting for him - he most definitely suited a name as sweet and cheery as Mickey. "That's a really cute name." She admitted, shifting in her seat before leaning back, eyes gazing over at the brunet. If Ellie had to be honest, she didn't know what to say to Mickey, and it wasn't because she was feeling awkward... She was simply in awe of him and his genuine charm. "Can I call you Mick?" She asked out of curiosity - sure, many people probably already called him that as a nickname. His friends, his family. But not an acquaintance like Elinor. Though, the mere idea of getting to call him by a nickname felt more... emotionally intimate. Ellie was the sensitive type to seek comfort in emotional intimacy.

When he apologized, however, Ellie was quick to glance over, flashing a brief look of concern. "No, of course not!" She exclaimed with assurance, stammering over the first word of her next sentence before adding, "It's just... Me. I suck at... Talking." And with that, she leaned in her seat, almost mirroring Mick subconsciously, before his next words made Ellie want to blush all over again. She smiled, lowering her gaze shyly before hooking her bottom lip beneath her tooth as she tried to hardest to regain composure. Oh, this boy... This boy would be the death of her. He was just too perfect to be true.

"I could say the same for you." She cocked an eyebrow briefly as her eyes focused on the froth bobbing about in her drink, grinning to herself proudly because finally, she was beginning to show a more kittenish side to her. And, with that, she took another sip of her drink as she glanced to the side to have a look at the coffee shop and perhaps her delight was a little bit too obvious with the sparkle in her eyes. Was she trying to figure out how to flirt? Yep. Was she good at flirting? Oh, honey - of course not. But, she at least got points for trying.

Mickey asked whether she went to the nearby university, and she sort of felt a little proud of herself for managing to seem old enough to go to university. "Oh, no. I'm in my junior year at Pine Hill High School. And you? Do you go to the uni?" She asked, tucking her hair behind her ears as she listened intently to what he had to say. "What are you doing at uni?" She then decided to ask, purely out of interest.
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« Reply #4 on: January 14, 2019, 11:20:51 AM »
mickey serge.
looking across the table at the beautiful woman in front of him, he would be surprised if anyone wouldn’t feel lucky to be with her. those beautiful green eyes… as she turned the compliment back on him, mickey couldn’t help but give a soft huff of laughter, taking a small sip of the tea in front of him. “of course you feel lucky; you just got a free cup of coffee.” the words were laced with amusement - because finding your own jokes funny wasn’t a bad thing, okay? - but something gleamed in his eyes only moments later as he added, “stick with me, and you’ll never have to buy your own coffee again.”

was that being too obvious? part of him considered that for a moment, but almost immediately he decided that it was supposed to be obvious. mickey had never really been one for beating around the bush. what would be the point of not making his intentions obvious, especially if she seemed mildly interested so far? if he wanted to pursue this girl, he was going to lay it on pretty thick. even if it meant practically being her lifetime coffee fix.

when his question was met with silence, he gazed over at the girl in front of him- and caught her staring. it took her a moment or two to snap back into reality, but when she did, all he could do was softly laugh. “way to be subtle,” he lightly teased, definitely not meaning to embarrass her- but also kind of meaning to see her embarrassed. he considered her name. elinor rose. “beautiful,” he uttered softly, the word falling from his lip right away because it was true. the blonde in front of him was so beautiful, even down to her name. why was she even wasting her time with him?

a cute name? his gaze met hers from across the table, raising a brow slightly while murmuring, “thank you.” he couldn’t think of anything else to say at that compliment. i mean, he hadn’t really heard that one, before. cute. it was flattering that she thought of it that way. “hmm… oh, i don’t know. it’s a pretty serious thing you’re asking for,” he hummed out of thought, leaning back in his seat as if he was truly contemplating whether she could call him mick or not. after a moment, though, he was quick to grin and answer, “of course. call me whatever you want.” he’d never understand why she felt the need to ask, but something about that simple act made his heart flutter lightly in his chest. ellie was going to be the death of him, wasn’t she?

“no you don’t,” he was quick to assure, taking another sip of his tea. “i think you’re lovely to talk to.” and look at. and spoil. the list could go on and on forever, though all he could think of was how lovely it would be to talk to her for hours on end, spoil her with everything and anything she wanted in this world and the next-- and, seriously, why was he being so gushy? he felt like one of those schoolgirls, obsessed and already picturing what their last name would be someday. elinor rose serge... that wasn’t so ba-- what in the hell was he doing? this really wasn’t like him.

when she said that she went to high school, he felt his moment of elation briefly pause. ooh, his friends were going to make fun of him for pursuing someone still in high school. however, that wasn’t going to stop him from going after her; not a chance. forget about what his friends would say; he was perfectly content with this. “yeah, my first year,” he supplied, letting out a soft hum as she asked what he was doing, there. “i’ve heard some don’t like dating people that pursue this, so you better prepare yourself to get up and leave when you hear it,” he remarked with light amusement in his voice, gazing over her as he answered, “pre-med.” he paused for a moment before adding, “physician or surgeon… haven’t decided yet. but i have about six, seven years to really make that decision, so.” really, he had about eight years to make that decision- but saying six made it sound a little better.