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Ladurée store on Les Champs-Élysées in Paris, where only the best of the best Macaron's are bought.

Laudree, a place known for its sweets, the macaroons were to die for, and they served warm drinks as well. Min-cha hugged Teddy to her for a few moments more, he was still shaking some, and that worried her. She wasn't sure how to make it all better, but food was a great thing to have when you weren't feeling well emotionally, at least that was her go-to when she was upset. "Okay lets gets something sweet, and warm? Maybe a hot cocoa?" She smiled as she leaned back, stood, then took his hand. "Come, lets go to this shop that I know of," Min-cha was about to spend some of her precious money, but it would be worth it for the little boy to feel safe, and comforted. The two exited the old shop the same way they'd come in, Min-cha helped him out of the window, and down the alley, then walked briskly with him towards a more expensive, and lively street. She kept hold of his hand tightly, and kept him close, because she could feel the nervousness coming off of him as they went. No one really looked at them twice though, with her in her uniform, they probably assumed she was just going to school with a friend or something. Min-cha stopped in front of the store front, there were all kinds of goodies displayed in the windows, a smile lit up Min-cha's face, "C'mon, you can pick whatever kind you want," Her tone was excited as she led the little one inside, the problem was, she ran right into some guy.(Panda?_)

Teddy sniffled again and scrubbed at his face, cuddling into her for a moment when she hugged him to her for a little longer, then looking up at her when she stood up. "Hot cocoa sounds good..." he said softly. Maybe his parents were still looking out for him, or maybe their promise ran into the store itself, since when he came here needing safety, he'd found someone who could help him be safe. Climbing out of the bakery required a bit of assistance on Minnie's part, and as they walked, he kept very close to her, looking nervous about the mean man coming after him or finding him. Luckily, walking with Minnie as he was meant no one looked twice at them, most likely they thought she was walking him to school or something. Teddy looked up at the store window when they arrived and a shaky smile showed on his face at all the goodies on display. Hot cocoa and maybe one of these things on display, like the macaroons, would certainly help him feel a lot better than he did now. "R-really? A-any kind I want?" he asked softly as she led him inside, stumbling when she bumped into someone since he was holding her hand so firmly.

(Omgsh my heart *-*)

The collision sent her reeling backwards, she thought for sure that she would end up flat on her back with Teddy alongside her. It was a surprise when sturdy, able hands wrapped around her waist and brought her forward, instead of backwards. Min-cha found herself pressed up against a body, and as her eyes slowly travelled up to quite an adorable face, her heart sped up beat by beat, and her mouth was slightly ajar as he spoke to her. Her eyes widened, much like his, and she wasn't sure of what to say at first as she got her balance once more and some space was put between them. Teddy was holding on for dear life, and Min-cha was holding on right back. Her world had been shook, not once, but twice in one day, exactly what did the fates have in mind for her? Min-cha blinked a few times, it took her a moment to be able to even speak, let alone try and have a conversation with the stranger before her.

"Oh," She let out, it was all she could think of at first. "Um," So she couldn't say sorry, was the proper response? Her smile came to her face shyly as he started speaking to Teddy, he was very nice, and heartfelt with his words, Min-cha liked him immediately. "Chocolate? I suppose we will certainly be getting those then. Could you suggest anything else...?" She left the sentence hanging some since she didn't know his name, but he looked Korean, like herself, so she went with the next best thing, "Oppa?" Hopefully she didn't offend him with her word, a blush tinted her cheeks as the word came out of her mouth, and she found herself half-wishing she'd just stayed quiet. "I'm Min-cha, this is Teddy," She added quickly, not knowing how to make the situation better.

Teddy clung tightly to Min-cha to keep his balance, fearing falling over and hurting himself from the bump and only being steadied by holding onto her as she was steadied. He still clung to her pretty tightly, though more out of nervousness at all the people then a continued loss of balance. He stared up at the boy with huge eyes as he started to talk to him about chocolate macaroons, then looked over at Min-cha again, not sure what to say. He liked the sound of chocolate macaroons, chocolate in general usually helped him feel better when he was down, though he'd never felt quite like this so he wasn't sure if it really would help or not. "I-I can have....chocolate macaroons?" he asked softly, looking up at Min-cha. "I-I like your hat..." he said shyly after a moment, hiding behind Min-cha shyly and peeking around her at the boy with the panda hat.

So he was from Espana? What did that even mean? Min-cha cocked her head to the side some, and her expression was one of confusion as he spoke. This one was hyper thing, wasn't he? Min-cha was a much quieter person in general, so it was all overwhelming, but also fun, she smiled shyly at him, apparently he was going nowhere. Min-cha didn't know whether to be relieved or scared of that, only time would tell she supposed. He then stood beside them and took a picture, claiming to put the new picture as the wallpaper to his phone, "Ah but..." She trailed off, not seeing a point in saying anything, then her eyes widened as she read some of the comments from his Instagram. Who was this Jae bird? Was he mean? Nice? Did Panda know him well? "Oh, Oppa," She chewed her bottom lip for a moment, "We still don't know how your name though?" She was highly curious. Of course she could just call him Panda Bear or Oppa, if he didn't mind. He really was talkative, and charismatic, but she liked it, and found herself being drawn into his words.

She looked down to the wide eyed Teddy, she tugged him around some so that Panda could see him fully. Then Panda gave the younger boy a hat, it looked adorable, and a full smile lit up Min-cha's face, she nodded approvingly. "You must be nicknamed Teddy Bear, it suits you well," Min-cha rubbed Teddy's arm encouragingly, not wanting him to be scared, or nervous. Min-cha looked up at Panda once more, "Hot chocolate, and mini marshmallows, and chocolate Macaroons.... I do hope they speak English," She looked slightly worried, Min-cha only knew English and Korean, French hadn't really fit into her schedule yet.

The Panda boy's personality, his hyperactivity and general bubbliness, was working its way around Teddy's fear of what happened before. Now, it is not to say that he was not still afraid of the man, or of him finding him, but that it was a little harder to focus on such things with such a happy friendly person in front of him.

Teddy grinned up at the Panda boy, blinking repeatedly when the picture was taken before smiling more. He was still clinging to Min-cha a bit nervously, but it was more for the people around him than the ones he was with, Minnie and Panda boy. He looked a little nervous when Min-cha moved him so Panda could see him better, but he brightened up again when he put a hat on him. It was a little big on the 10 year old, but he didn't seem to notice and the grin from the boys words was enough to brighten anyone's day. "Thank you, Mr. Panda!" he said cheerfully, looking happier than he'd been in a while, since his parents death actually. The idea of having his own hat that looked like the Panda boys, but his being a teddy hat, well that made him a little excited, and he wriggled a little, only to wince in pain when it made his rear ache, but he brushed it off a moment later to lunge forward and hug the Panda boy.

Noah, as she now knew him as, was someone to be reckoned with. He was slightly confusing, and it took concentration to keep up with his conversation, though it didn't seem like she needed to talk much, which made her happy, really. She didn't like talking all that much, and Noah seemed to do enough of that all on his own. Min-cha shook her head for a moment, disagreeing with him paying, but then he was already leading Teddy over to pick out something, how could she say no? Min-cha reached Noah's side and looked down into the display, she pointed out some cute animal macaroons, "Oppa, can I have those?" She spoke quietly, but close to his ear so that he heard her. "Oh," She looked down at his phone, it looked like he was having an Instagram war with someone, "Um yes," Her phone was one of the few nice things she owned, "My Instagram is Minnie underscore, cha. You can add me if you like... mine's mostly of food, and parts of Paris, nothing special." And a few were of Seoul, when she visited. Minnie smiled shyly, "Should we take these and go Teddy? I think we should get you to somewhere safe," She leaned into whisper to Noah once more, "I'm dropping him off at the police station, he's in a bad situation and I don't know what to do." Minnie leaned back, her lower lip poked out slightly, she wanted to help the boy, but honestly she still wasn't grown up enough for such situations.

Teddy willingly followed the panda boy over to the display, staring at all the different treats with big eyes. Some of this stuff was stuff that his parents used to make, which made him a little sad knowing they couldn't make that kind of stuff anymore, so he looked to other stuff instead. He ended up pointing at the animal styled macaron's also and asking, "Can I has the blackcurrant and chocolate ones?" in a cute little voice, looking up at the panda boy with huge eyes. He heard Mina whisper to the panda boy about taking him to the police, and he couldn't help but be scared. What if the police didn't listen to him like Mina did and took him back to the mean man?

(Sucked? UM NO, it rocked in a million ways, and I love the Korean lingo omg >.> Minnie is just going to fall for him right away *-*)

Minnie had picked out some adorable macaroons, and Noah had included a few extra, they were little pandas so of course they had to be included. She squeaked with delight, then went to wait at the end of the counter for the boxes, apparently she and Noah were going somewhere, and it was all just a bit confusing, Noah left in a whirlwind and she was left to wonder what was happening. An Ajumma gave her a box of goodies, "Kamsahamnida, kamsahamnida," She spoke quietly, and with a soft smile on her face as she took the box in her arms and turned. By this time Noah was back, and with a younger friend, the younger boy went immediately to Teddy and introduced himself. That was when she realized what Noah was doing, Minnie sidled up to Noah and would've honestly hugged him if her arms weren't full. "Oppa," She whispered, "That was a sweet thing you did just there. Kamsahamnida," She took a deep breath before bending down in front of Teddy, "Teddy? Minnie has to go with Hyung Noah, but I will check on you later. I'll make sure to get the information for..." She looked to the other boy, "Him, before I leave Oppa's side later. Okay? So go with him for now, and take these," She handed him a smaller bag, which held his goodies, "And behave until I get back." Minnie kissed the top of his head before joining Noah once again, "May I ask where we're going?" She questioned him, her step falling into rhythm with his.

Teddy looked more than a little nervous at the sudden whirlwind of activity, and his nervousness only grew when suddenly both Minnie and the panda boy were walking away from him, leaving him with a boy he didn't know. Needless to say he was more than a little scared, perhaps even moreso then going to the police. He clutched his bag of macarons to his chest and looked at Hansol with big eyes, trembling as he stared at him. It was clear he was scared, didn't understand what was going on or what to do. If he could hide until he felt better, he likely would, but there weren't any good hiding places in the shop so he could only stand there as tears started to fill his eyes when Minnie left. She made him feel safe but now she was leaving and he wasn't sure what to do and he was scared about the man coming back and hurting him again and he didn't know what to do and at any second now he might just start crying his eyes out because he was scared and alone and didn't know what was going on and he didn't have his parents anymore and they were who he wanted most of all, especially right in this moment.

Teddy wasn't sure what to do, and frankly he was minutes away from bursting into tears, they had already started to flood his eyes as he stood in the store, clutching his macarons. He honestly didn't hear what Hansol said, he was too busy freaking out and being scared. But from that first strum of the guitar, it became his sole focus. Music. It had always been a calming point for him. His father used to play guitar, had promised to teach him one day so they could play together, and listening to Hansol brought him back to happier memories of his parents as they would sit after the shop was closed, playing the guitar and singing and laughing. It was a pleasant memory, one that didn't make him want to cry his heart out like a lot of his memories did. Sniffling, Teddy lifted a hand to scrub at his eyes as he listened, feeling a kind of peace steal across him, for a little while anyways. It was as he was calming down listening to the music that the boys words finally registered. A nice family, a mom who made yummy cookies, sounded like something he really needed at the moment. If it didnt hurt to sit, he would have sat down to listen, but he had to stand instead. If his mom was as nice as he said, he could probably talk to her about it, maybe get some ice or something. When the song finished, he sniffled again and offered a small, trembly smile. "I-I'm sorry....its just.....I-I'm really scared so everything is just....overwhelming for me." he admitted softly. "Minnie made me feel safer than I've felt since the bad man got me, so having her leave made me scared all over again....b-but if your mom makes cookies, she must be nice, cause bad people don't make yummy food, s-so um....I-I would like to meet her maybe..." he fidgeted nervously.

People pushed past the teen as he made his way down the streets of Paris, He was seemingly going against the crowd, though he wasn't sure how that was possible. Dae turned the music up on his phone, the music filtrated through his earbuds, filling his head with the sounds of Ed Sheeran. Dae was in a particularly good mood, he was on his way to the Macaroon shop, his favorite one, really. So how could he not be in a good mood? Plus he'd heard rumor that there would be a ball soon, just the thought put a skip in his step. He may not have been the most popular guy, and was usually friend zoned, but he did enjoy dancing. Even if he didn't get a date, which he hoped he would, at least he could attend stag and then fill up dancer cards so that his night was taken up, and his feet would blissfully hurt at the end of the night.

Ladurée was soon in front of him on the corner of the street, it was a grand store, and deserved all of the rave it received around the world. Dae opened the door, the bell dinged above him, and he fell in line to pick out his sweets. A girl ahead of him was waving frantically to the clerk behind the glass case, it looked like she was ordering several boxes! How expensive that must have been, Dae couldn't imagine ordering that many, it would make his mother's heart drop if she saw that on his credit card. Dae moved up in line, surprised that it was taking so long, but not irritated in the least, a happy smile on his face as he inched his way towards the counter.(Ariel this boy is for you my luv)
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Yvette admired the few clouds in the sky as she walked at a brisk pace down to a macaroon store she had overheard the locals say was quite good. She was desperately in need of some sweets; with an outrageous receipt from a nearby music store that had cost her almost all of the past month's savings, she was ready to eat something and get back to searching the Internet for gigs or simply playing in the street, hoping for some big-shot producer to finally notice. Yvette didn't mind, though; it just wasn't time for her real breakthrough. After 5 years in Paris, Yvette had finally picked up the basics of French and was able to book more shows, but she always thought she was much better suited to speak the language of music. The rumors of a formal ball made Yvette want to sing - this could be her chance - but she had no date. She assumed that for a formal ball, you would need a date and a better outfit than some Skechers and a crop top that with a bedazzled guitar on it. Yvette still wanted to go, though; she couldn't dance very well, but she could play, and that was all she wanted.

Walking through the doors of the shop, Yvette was immediately hit with a decadent aroma and inwardly thanked the locals who had conveniently spoken loudly enough for her to get specific directions to Laudrée. She stepped in line, already eyeing the display cases. In front of her was a boy who seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, which instantly put Yvette in a good humor, better than usual. She supposed it was the thought of these "world-famous" macarons and the opportunity of the ball that made her happier, but she would have been over the moon if she could see the peppermint macarons. Yvette's wish was granted with an accidental nudge from an older man entering the shop, sending Yvette stumbling into the boy in front of her. "Oh goodness, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" Yvette exclaimed, worried more about the state of his earbuds more than the possibility of falling.

It was almost time for Dae to order, he was one person away. He already knew that he was going to order the green tea and hot cocoa Macarons, but he wasn't sure what else. Two of each of course, that way he could share if he so had the urge. He was fixing to step up to the counter when his body was sent forward slightly, he turned to find a girl had bumped into him. He gave her an awkward smile, trying to seem unaffected, even though his headphones had been tore out of his ears.

"Er, I'm fine, just surprised. What about you, did you injure yourself?" Concern was evident as his brows squished together and a line formed between them. Dae wasn't as concerned for himself as the person that had almost fallen to the front of the line. "Here, let me buy you something," A macaron was bound to make anyone's day brighter, right? Dae ordered the macarons he wanted for himself, plus a blueberry and a strawberry, adding them on for the girl behind him. "I hope you don't mind those," He pointed towards the pink and blue desserts that were being carefully packaged.

Yvette tried to right herself as quickly as possible without grabbing onto the boy she had just knocked into and potentially making a scene. She laughed slightly at her own clumsiness and realized that she had torn his headphones out. For Yvette, this was worse than almost knocking him over. "I'm alright," she replied, concern crossing her own features. "I think it would have been worse if we had fallen over completely," she continued, almost missing that he had turned around and was ordering his macarons. By the time she registered that he had offered to buy her something, the desserts were already being packaged. Yvette's eyes widened - this was more shock in a few minutes than she had experienced in the past year. Maybe it was the way he was affecting her that made her normally calm and laid-back demeanor hide in a corner.

"I love strawberry, but this is really - you don't have to - I nearly made you fall over - here," Yvette stammered. She reached into her pocket to pull out a few crumpled bills and stuck her hand out to offer him the money. "I hope this is enough, I didn't even see the prices," she continued, finally looking into his face to get a proper look at who was buying her sweets. Yvette concluded that he was handsome (very much so), and she was naturally drawn to the fact that he was listening to music. "You really didn't have to buy those for me, I was the one who bumped into you..." She trailed off and gave him a small smile. "What were you listening to?" she asked, gesturing to his dangling headphones.

She looked flushed, and a bit upset, Dae wished he could do more than just order her a couple of treats. Since he didn't know her though, well that was kind of tough, to make things better. She began talking about how it was all her fault, and other useless things. Dae rose both brows as she tried her best to shove bills at him, he pushed them back into her hands, shaking his head. There was no way that he was going to allow her to pay him back for a couple of macarons. It was the least he could do to try and calm her down some, He took the smaller box, out of two, and handed it to the girl.

"I'm sorry for being in the way, but I am glad I broke your fall," Dae let her take the box, "Please, it's my pleasure to give you these. I'll be offended if you try to give them back or pay for them." Dae didn't want to be rude, but he wasn't going to let her pay for something that he felt he needed to give to her. He pushed his earbuds into a pocket before answering the young lady, "The Kooks, before that The Neighborhood. Oh," Dae felt heat creeping up his neck, "You didn't ask for that though, too much information, right?" Dae hadn't meant to overshare, "I'm Dae, since I'm oversharing, might as well go all the way." Dae tried to smile, friendly like, not like some creeper that hung out in alleyways.

(sorry i haven't replied in a few days, i went to a seventeen concert and have been in a daze ever since hh)

Yvette continued to study the boy's face as she felt her hands being pushed back towards her body. She let her hands still in front of her stomach before quickly shoving the bills back inside her pocket and gently taking the smaller box. She watched him with fascination as he spoke about what music he was listening to. He clearly enjoyed music and seemed to enjoy talking about it, as well, which warmed her heart. Yvette took a small bite of the strawberry macaron as he apologized. Usually, she was much more reserved and less rushed, but it had been a while since she'd met such a... gentleman. Yvette wasn't used to situations like this (normally she'd be tripping over her own feet somewhere in a park, not in a crowded shop), but she decided that this boy was much nicer than the catcalling boys she saw on the street.

Her eyes widened once again when he said he was oversharing and she laughed, shaking her head. "Well," Yvette said, pushing a stray curl out of her face, "thank you. Don't be sorry at all; please let me repay you somehow. I mean, first you break my fall, then you buy me macarons, and now you're talking about music with me. Honestly, this is turning out to be a great day." She purposefully stuck her hand out after he introduced himself. "Hello, Dae, I'm Yvette. I really like The Neighborhood. Do you want to sit down?" she asked, quietly chuckling at his friendly smile.

(OMGSH ARE YOU SEROIUS LKAKJDSLKJGNDKGHJS:DLKFJ, I'D BE IN A DAZE TOO)

She didn't seem to fazed by his words, not in a negative way at least, she actually seemed, well, interested. Dae wasn't used to that kind of treatment, most either thought he was weird, or annoying. He smiled in return to her, liking her smile, and hoping that he would get to see it more than just once. Dae put his hand in hers, shaking it as she introduced herself, Yvette, that was a beautiful name. She invited him to sit with her, invited him, Dae was a bit surprised, most girls didn't look his way twice, unless they were his friends.
"Yeah, sure," He answered as he walked with her to a table. "The Neighborhood really is one of the best, Sweater Weather, I know it's one of their more popular songs, but its my favorite. What's yours?" Someone to talk music with? Um, yes please. He couldn't believe this was happening, if this was what happened when a girl bumped into someone, well he hoped that he got bumped into more often, specifically by Yvette, not just any girl. She seemed interesting, sweet, and polite, so he was glad to get to know her better.

(Sorry its so short, getting ready to go to work)

(YES HHH IT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE!!! also sorry it took me so long to reply, i could have sworn i replied earlier but i guess it never posted ;;)

Yvette smiled even wider as she walked with Dae to a table in the corner of the shop. He seemed very sweet and even genuinely interested in her, which Yvette adored and thought even more attractive. "Sweater Weather is so good - there's a reason it's popular, right?" she answered, tracing circles on the lid of her box. "I think Cry Baby is my favorite, it just transports me, puts me in a trance. I love music that can do that. Generally, I'm more of a jazz girl, but any music that can put me under a spell is like pure magic," she continued. Her passion for the subject easily seeped into her words, but she loved passionate people.

Aside from sitting and talking with her, he also seemed genuinely interested in music, which made Yvette's heart soar immediately. For Yvette, it wasn't just the sound of the music - it was the way it was created and what it did to her that mattered most in her mind. Dae had made her clumsy and flushed, but Yvette didn't mind, since she had him to thank for the beginning of a lovely day, as well as a box of sweets. She hoped that she might run into Dae again, but for now, everything was perfect. It wasn't the sound of Dae's voice (although it was a lovely sound, Yvette had to admit), it was the chance encounter and what may come of it that was most important. She had to find out more if she was to continue the most pleasant conversation she had had in a while. "So, what do you do? Aside from listen to good music and eat macarons, of course," she laughed.

There were lots of reasons it was a popular song, but Dae wasn't going to get into all of that right then. Instead he found himself nodding his head in agreement to her favorited song, it was a good one after all.
"The Kooks, Is It Me, that song gets me in that way too, just carries me off on its sound and lyrics. Do you like the Kooks?" Dae was curious as to if it was possible to base an entire relationship off of music. If so, then him and Yvette would match perfectly, so it would seem. He bit into a chocolate macaron as he thought about her question, his brows drew together, and he bit his bottom lip after a moment, before answering.
"I'm a student, and i work at a book store sometimes, i like to scour the antique shops for vinyls, hit up coffee shops I've never been to, have picnics in the park, read books in random places, visit art musuems, and uh.... well I can't really think of anything else at the moment. What about you?" He leaned his chin into hid right hand as he gazed at her in rapt attention.

(oh my gosh i am so sorry i haven't replied to this ;; busy busy but they're talking about music!!)

Yvette sat back in her chair in surprise as she put a hand to her chest, an involuntary action that shocked even herself. "Oh, my goodness. I love The Kooks! I saw them live once," she said dreamily, reminiscing back to one of the most laidback but musically-inspiring festivals she had ever been to. They seemed to have a similar taste in music, which was a large plus in Yvette's book. She quickly grounded herself in reality again as he began to speak. As he talked about his leisure activities, Yvette found herself less in the clouds than she normally was. Maybe it was the topic of conversation that kept her so focused and talkative.

"I love bookstores - I don't read much, but the atmosphere can inspire a great bass line," she laughed. "I've never had a picnic in the park, but I do love parks. It's so nice to be outside, especially after tourist season. Hm, you must be a good student if you're fueled by macarons like these often. What's your major?" She then sighed after he asked about her own hobbies. "Well, I just sit outside or play my guitar. Most of the time, I'm doing both. I'm not sure if you've been to any of the local jazz lounges around here, but I'm a freelance performer for any venue with a smoky room and terrible bar." She laughed quietly at this last sentence; she had had her fair share of sleazy club owners and "lost" instruments.

She'd never had a picnic in the park? Dae thought that was tragic, and wanted to remedy it immediately, but that would be weird. So he decided to make a mental note, and maybe remedy it later. If she gave him the chance, that is. Her music taste was similar to his, which was a perk that he hadn't been expecting, but was absolutely excited about. There werent' many people that he met that were music mutual like they were.
"I'd like to see them live, I'm sure that was quite the experience," Dae popped another macaron in his mouth, he chewed and swallowed before answering her question, "Music at the moment, that could change of course. You can never tell how things may change in your life." He listened as she spoke of her own hobbies, and he found himself imagining her doing all of those things, he could certainly imagine her in a jazz lounge, listening to a sax player, or playing her guitar, while others stared at her dreamily. HE would watch her dreamily, if given the chance, if that wasn't weird, of course.
"I'd love to see you play sometime, if you wouldn't mind me showing up to one of your performances?" He wondered if it was too soon to say something like that, instead of second guessing himself, he rushed on, "And maybe we could have an afternoon picnic sometime too... I mean if you're up for it. Most of my classes are in the morning, and I don't work every day..."

Yvette quietly drummed her fingers on the table as she listened to Dae speak, enchanted by the way he seemed excited to talk about music and almost nervous when he expressed a desire to want to hear her play. She tried to contain her shock when he mentioned that he might show up to one of her performances - no one ever wanted to come to a show to hear her play, at least not in France. "I'm flattered that you want to come to one of my shows! I'm actually doing a contemporary set in a couple of weeks if you wanted to drop by? I'm not sure where this bar is, though, up some stairwell, behind some door... these places are hard to find, sometimes," she laughed. "I guess for a music major like yourself, though, these are great places to go to for some connections, right?" she continued, not wanting him to think that she was too eager for him to hear her play. What if he didn't like the sound? What if he thought she was untalented or was just pretending to like the same music he did? What if the owner of this bar tried to pull some disgusting move on her like last time?

Suddenly interrupting her train of thought, she nearly choked on the small macaron piece she was still balancing in the side of her mouth when he offered to have a picnic with her. "I've never had a picnic in the park, let alone with someone else. You must be an expert in picnic-ing. I'd love to have a picnic with you!" A shy smile crossed Yvette's face as she tried to formulate her next thoughts. "I'm free pretty much always. I can give you my number if you want an easier way to get in touch...?" she trailed off, suddenly wanting to swallow this last sentence. Was that too soon? It was just a friendly gesture, but Yvette didn't want to ruin whatever they had, if they had anything to begin with. She, however, felt like she and Dae did have things in common, and it was only a matter of finding out what other passions they could share.

{{damn this was such a good group}}

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[Agreed, I don't remember if I ever rp'ed here, but I definitely stalked back when the whole family was still here :( ]