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It had been a little over a week since the ball. Her injuries had healed and scars had taken their place. The thoughts of the gentleman she had met lingered in her mind throughout that time. She wondered how he was doing, if he was alright.

 Saoirse wore a red noodle strap camisole, tan cargo pants and a black hoodie with the sleeves rolled up just above her elboes. Her face and hands were smeared with paint and her hair was tied up in a messy bun, her bangs dangled from the sides of her face and on the bridge of her nose. 

She was just finishing up the commission for Mrs. Egard when suddenly she heard a wrapping on her door. She hurriedly placed her utensils on a nearby table then made her way to the door. She slowly opened the door with a slightly confused expression on her face. "Yes..? Can I help you...?" She said as she opened the door to find a strangely familiar man at her doorstep.  At first glance she didn't recognize him but then, as she looked into his dark, intense eyes, she could feel herself starting to slip away. She has seen those eyes. She [i]knew[/i] those eyes. It was him. His voice resonated within her like a rich, sweet melody, stirring a nervous feeling within her. A familiar burning sensation engulfed her wrist, however, she payed no mind to it.

She couldn't help but smile at the man's joke as she saw the slipper, and blush slightly from embarrassment. "Has my prince charming finally come to rescue me from my wicked step mother?" She replied teasingly, laughter danced in her eyes. She opened the door a little more inviting him inside. "Care to join me for a cup of tea?" She asked. She was about to grab his hand to lead him in but remembered the paint on her hands and stoped herself, blushing embarrassed.

The entrance immediately led to a small living room/studio and kitchen, her bedroom was also small and had an on suit bathroom. Overall, her apartment was surprisingly empty, aside from the essentials, and tidy. 

"Make yourself at home! Sorry, it isn't much but it suffices for my living style, I suppose." She said as she immediately went to the kitchen to prepare a couple cups of tea.