โฐ You are half fairytale, half girl, just trying to survive in the world. โฑ ๐ชฆ๐๏ธโ |RP|OC|MV/MS| Written by เผป ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐๐๐น๐เผบ
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When the world of fantasy
turns to reality.
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Written by เผป ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐๐๐น๐เผบ
โ โNow, it would be ill advised of me to only state my tastes. Since you have been supremely helpfulโฆโ She says that last statement with a bit of grandeur. โCould you point me to one of your own recommendations?โ
Aurora felt herself mesmerized in the way he carried himself in this shop, it was clear he belonged here. But not in the way that one would say a worker knew their workplace.
But in a way that music, the collection, as per the sights around them, was a type of home to him. โ
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There was something about this girl that felt almost . . . Otherworldly .
Perhaps it was the quiet elegance with which she carried herself , or maybe that ever present gleam in her eye that almost felt too pure . โ
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โ adds it to the stack in her opposing arm.
โWellโฆโ She states with a bit of a blush on her cheeks, for how can a man this attractive say something innocently and yet... โI am sure you say that to all your customers.โ
That earned another laugh, at the build of banter. โ
@RIPPINGMEOPEN โ โItโs unlocked, mom.โ
She was scarce to move in this state, but she knew, deep down, past her own confusion, that her mother was hurting too.
Sighing, she did move, if only to properly greet her mother at the door if she did proceed in.
@RIPPINGMEOPEN โ It was all charcoal and darkness. Barely figures could be made out.
And if she really looked it, it was like a tunnel into splayed trees.
But she didnโt stop to check.
Instead she sets the piece of charcoal down and turns in her chair towards the door.
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@RIPPINGMEOPEN โ other emotions she would definitely need a therapistโs help to name.
Even has a day had passed, her emotions did not temper down. If anything, they surged even stronger at the absurdity of it all.
And when her mother found her, Aurora was deep into a journal sketch. โ
@RIPPINGMEOPEN โ accept its existence.
And to just have the aforementioned father explain all of it had a reason, that he possessed some great gift and she had it too?
No.
Absolutely not.
Aurora was furious, as much as she was alarmed. As much as she was sad, and confused, and a million โ
โ been dying to collect my favorites. Do you also happen to have any Heart records? Preferably โLittle Queenโ?โ
Aurora bit her bottom lip in anticipation of an answer and the demure expression of someone who tried to prevent a torrid of words when in new company.
Were there no other customers?
Aurora had not noticed, for all of her attention was on the tattooed man with the suave, alluring air about him.
Even if he was helping her, the young woman could not have steered herself from any attention he gave. It was like orbit, even โ
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Resting one hand against the record box next to her and another upon his hip , Edgar listened to her request with full attention , the fact she was the only customer in the shop at that moment also helping to ensure โ
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โ a genuinely warm and grateful look. Her lips softly turned up at the edges. Not a bold or grand smile, but something gentle, something kind.
โThat is quite alright. A reason to come back then?โ She teases, โBut Iโll take all three! I just got a record player and I have โ
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The writer for this account goes by:
เผป ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐๐๐น๐เผบ
I use she/they pronouns and my age will always be up to date in the location of any of my bios.
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- Aurora is twenty-three years old
- Faceclaim: Mia Wasikowska
- Set in Current Modern Era, but is Era flexible depending on the storyline