faye
she/her
24
february 24th
santalune city, kalos
bisexual
bug hater
cadet
she's ripping wings off of butterflies.
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Yellow Hearts [FF]
POSTED ON Feb 13, 2020 6:26:22 GMT
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Lilycove has truly become the city of love, transformed with decorations to become the destination for lovers in Hoenn. Reds and pinks brighten up the streets, heart shapes stretching as far as the eye can see. Oh, and the smells! Floral aromas mingle with the scent of fresh chocolate, successful in luring everyone closer toward the large festival. It doesn't help that there's also dozens of options for food and drinks, as well as plenty of entertainment. It'd be hard for anyone to resist such a place and as such, she finds herself mingling in with the excited crowd, cooing at stalls as she goes. In the distance, an impressive ferris wheel looms overhead and she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to end the day atop that ferris wheel.[break][break]
Faye finds it difficult to not be in good spirits today. After all, it's a gorgeous festival and some of her flowers are on display! In fact, she had even put up a few of them earlier, assisting in the important task of decorating for the entire event. Being a florist during the Valentine's season is always difficult but things like this festival and seeing the reactions to her work are always rewarding. Although... Since she had helped with setting up, she was then roped into advertising for the festival itself. It's a simple job, really, one that only requires wearing a cute Pikachu headband atop her head and a tee sporting the event's logo on the chest. She was happy to help but... Well, she decided she shouldn't be the only one roped into such a task. Nope, if she's going to be a billboard for this shindig, she wouldn't be alone.[break][break]
It had been an easy decision for her to pick that judgmental guy with those blue eyes from route 103. In her mind, she saw it as an opportunity to see his face twist with emotion and that, alone, had been all she needed to send him a quick text. Of course, she probably should have mentioned the finer details sooner but... Well, the less he knew the better. He had agreed to her simple plea of help, after all, and once she got his confirmation of assistance, she felt no need to explain herself further.[break][break]
God, the look on his face when they fitted him with these cute little ears must have been priceless! Oh, she should have asked them to snap a picture of it! A snort escapes the normally composed woman as she continues to wander about the crowd, her playful side finally peaking through the many layers of her mask. Of course, if she sees him, she might dissolve into full, stomach clutching laughter but for now, a snort or a giggle here and there are enough for now.[break][break]
Oh, but there he is and she loses it as soon as she sees the look of pure irritation on his usually still features. "Hello," she manages to get out between giggles, a dainty hand rising to cover her mouth. If only to spare his feelings, if only to act as though she isn't thoroughly enjoying this. Except, the hand falls away and her laughter breaks through any attempts at coverage, loud and untamed. She doubles over, her amusement reaching a new high once she catches sight of the Eevee ears sitting gently atop his messy hair. God, he looks hilarious! This was definitely one of her best ideas yet! Her mind faintly registers that it's also as cute as it is funny, but the entertainment she gets from just seeing him looking at her with such displeasure overtakes any other thoughts.[break][break]
The woman attempts to wipe at her eyes with the patterned sleeve of her haori, tears threatening to run down her cheeks. Oh god, her stomach hurts now too but it's too good, too funny to stop! She struggles to calm down, to reign in her laughter enough to give him a half-assed, probably fake explanation. Somehow, she manages, with only little giggles breaking through her words. "I'm sorry," she murmurs, straightening to her full, short height. "I promise I really needed help!" Another snort escapes her and she dissolves into laughter again, quieter this time, with a cheeky grin replacing her normal hollow smile.[break][break]
Stretching to her tippy toes with a short arm reaching toward the ears atop his head in an attempt to give one a flick, she laughs again, finding this to be one of the only moments she could remember where she was actually enjoying herself and actually really, truly, laughing. "At least you look cute!" Her giggles are bubbly, upbeat, something she hasn't been in a long time. If only to attempt to make him feel a little better, she gestures toward her own ears, brushing back a stray strand of hair as she goes. "We match, too, so it's not like you're the only one, right?"
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