sunisa enters the bar. clad in a frilly purple crop top and a pencil skirt, her energy nervous and a little flighty.
but that shimmers down to a halt once she spies ember at the bar counter, and she strides over.
she started her shift, sliding drinks here and there. occasionally glancing at the entrance and once she caught herself doing it? she mentally berated herself.
sunisa was definitely going to see ember at the dive bar. her mother had offered to drive her so she could drop her off at her house along the way, though, she didn’t listen to her droning on and on.
ember made her way to the bar with an unfamiliar feeling blooming in her chest. a sort of... warmth.
perhaps she hoped the mayor's daughter would pay her a visit.
@snarkybassist “yes! I won’t tell you what colour, you’ll have to wait to see me.”
a chuckle emits at the back of her throat as she settles near the bar entrance.
@snarkybassist “aww, of course you are.”
she hums under her breath, fingers caressing through her locks absentmindedly. she spies the bar in the distance, closing in. “I also… may have dyed my hair, by the way.”
* && . she enjoys painting and sketching, and has a room in her home solely dedicated to her artwork and her art studio.
a respite from mourning her figure skating days.
* && . sunisa has been openly lesbian since she was sixteen, though, she hasn’t dated.
it’s been difficult to date thanks to trust issues and as sunisa finds it difficult to engage in romantic intimacy.