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[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Afternoon[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Julius [Ex-Boyfriend]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Having to hold back anger.[/color]
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As much as Eva wanted to protest his comment on her 'type', there was no way she could deny it. The first time she had initially seen Arthur, she almost had a heart attack and thought he was Julius. And yeah, once the shock had worn off she ended up keeping an eye on him because she thought he was hot. So what if she had a type, anyway? There was nothing wrong with that! Still, his comment on missing him got him a reaction as she shook her head at him, simply glaring at him. God, she hated how he managed to get under her skin. Why did he even care? [i]He[/i] left [i]her[/i]! Julius was enjoying this way too much for her comfort, though her anger temporarily fizzled into confusion as he mentioned a bidder. It was like he knew something she didn't. As his face softened, she moved, though she came to a halt as he mentioned the beach. Crap, she didn't even notice Arthur come in. Throwing Julius one last glare, she retreated to Arthur, wrapping her arms around him defensively. As he mentioned the beach, she narrowed her eyes at Julius. Luckily for her, Arthur had left the decision to her, and she was much too happy to squash down Julius' suggestion out of spite.

"[color=pink]We've already gone to the beach,[/color]" She informed Julius rather cooly, though she backpedaled slightly as she realized she sounded just a touch vindictive. "[color=pink]It's not a good idea, anyway, we just came back from my mother's funeral...[/color]" Despite her quieter tone, she couldn't quite control her resentment, taking a slight delight in denying Julius' plans. Knowing him, he probably just wanted to see her in a bathing suit. Then she would probably have to go look for that giant shirt Arthur had gotten her, as even having Julius look at her was making her mad, so if his eyes wandered she would probably lose it.

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What the hell just happened?

Slowly sitting up as Alexander grabbed his clothes, Gigi watched him literally run out of her apartment. The way he stuttered and apologized actually brought some shame to the normally stoic girl, and she brought her knees up to her chest, staring down at her bed. Maybe her assumptions had been too hasty. Her hand rested on her neck, her skin still tingling from where Alexander's lips had been. She didn't understand why he ran away like he did. Wasn't it what he wanted? What, the second she possibly reciprocated all of a sudden he was going to freeze up? He could have been joking. For just a moment, she thought she understood Alexander, but it turns out she was just as clueless as ever, it seemed. There were too many questions running through her head, and each one managed to make her feel worse than the last. Dragging herself out of her bed, she decided she may as well get out of bed, but even as she showered and got dressed, she couldn't get Alexander's reaction out of her mind. But this was out of her league, she didn't have the slightest clue what to do or say.

Once she pulled on a shirt and jeans, Gigi picked up her phone. Helene was good with guys, maybe she could decipher Alexander's actions and translate them for her. Then again, with her contract under negotiation, things could get a little awkward for them. Best to keep her distance until things were put back to normal. Alyssa was a good option, she helped her at the dance! Dialing her number, Gigi ran a brush through her hair, a little surprised at how long it took. Damn, her hair was getting too long, it was nearly time to chop it all off. "[i][color=orange]Hey! You never showed up![/color][/i]" Alyssa's voice came through.

It took Gigi a second to realize what Alyssa was talking about, and Gigi let out a groan. Fuck, she missed Eva's mother's funeral. "[color=orangered]Something...came up,[/color]" She muttered, shaking her head.

"[i][color=orange]It's okay, Helene didn't come, either,[/color][/i]" She giggled, making it clear she was just teasing. "[i][color=orange]So what's up? Having trouble with Alex?[/color][/i]"

How the hell did she know? The idea of witchcraft popped into Gigi's head even though she knew it wasn't possible. "[color=orangered]Yeah, I was...something weird happened.[/color]" Alyssa didn't respond, prompting Gigi to continue. "[color=orangered]When he woke up he got...a little...frisky...? But nothing really happened and he seemed to snap out of it when I told him--[/color]" She stopped, already feeling embarrassed. "[color=orangered]The short of it is that he ran away. I don't understand what I did wrong.[/color]"

"[i][color=orange]I'm not too surprised,[/color][/i]" She admitted, a slight rustle heard in the background. "[i][color=orange]He's a real romantic, he probably wants roses and scented candles and all that good stuff. But most importantly, he wants your heart first. Not your panties.[/color][/i]"

Gigi had absolutely no idea what that meant. "[color=orangered]I don't have a heart,[/color]" She grumbled, tugging at her hair.

"[i][color=orange]Sure you don't, that's why you're calling me to find out why you spooked Alex, right?[/color][/i]" Alyssa was quick to call her out, although she let out a small grunt. "[i][color=orange]I'm trying to finish my chores, come over and we can talk more.[/color][/i]"

"[color=orangered]Alright,[/color]" Gigi agreed, hanging up. Letting out a huff, she ran her hand through her hair, catching her expression in the mirror. Letting out a sigh, she exited her apartment, heading to her bike. Hopefully she'd get some better understanding from Alyssa.

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Terrance's laugh did little to assuage her concerns. For a moment she thought he wasn't taking her seriously, and she threw him another pout. Of course, Terrance turned the conversation into his favor when he revealed why he caused the fight at the beach. So he really did hit Isaac because of her! Helene should have felt bad, but there was no way she could hide her smile as Terrance spoke. His sincerity gave her reassurance, just being around him gave her the security she craved. Her eyes were locked on his as he pulled her closer, loving the feeling of his skin. She felt so safe, so secure, like she could give him all her secrets with how much trust she had in Terrance. It was a little scary if she was being completely honest, but the alternative of being away from him wasn't an idea she wanted to entertain. The doubts and fears she had didn't completely go away, but damn Terrance knew how to quiet them down. Her left hand reached up to his face, her fingers lightly touching his jaw, her thumb just below his lower lip. "[color=lightsalmon]As long as you're sure. If you really want me and every complication I bring along...then I'm all yours,[/color]" She told him quietly.

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