" Oh, Please, Apollo As If ! " She's Almost Insulted He Thinks She'd Be So Obvious About It, As If She

" oh, please, apollo— as if ! " she's almost insulted he thinks she'd be so obvious about it, as if she hadn't perfected her sleuthing skills at a young age. flicks perfectly curled locks behind her shoulder, subtle roll of her eyes. " if i was stalking you, you wouldn't know about it. besides, i actually have a life. " how ironic that she says such a thing as she's trying to snoop at what he's buying. " i simply spotted you across the way, thought i'd come and say hi, see if today might just be the day i get you to open yourself up to love and let me set you up on a few dates. " he's handsome, has good posture. two things she won't admit to him out loud, but she knows there'd be many of her clients eager to be set up on a date with him.

LOCATION: seaglass heights farmers market STATUS: closed / noa braunstein @dreamerfms

call it a sixth sense-- performer's intuition, if you will. apollo can always tell when someone is looking his way for more than a glance, even while he's in the process of buying fresh green juice. he hands cash over to the owner of the stall and turns around before making the other aware he's noticed them. "stalking me, braunstein? what, did you slip an airtag in my pocket or something?"

she's on it, quick and efficient as always. gracefully pushing up onto her knees as she turns to poppy. " okay, let me get a good look at you. " perfect, she thinks. because how could her best friend be anything but ? " well i see no improvements to be made, but . . . a little vitamin c never hurt anyone. let's get our glow on. but remember, " she adds, voice slightly stern, " do not forget to put on your spf. we don't want to age prematurely. " in the blink of an eye she's on her feet, doesn't take her long at all to locate all the things she needs, from a headband to a brush to the face mask itself. so perfectly organized she knows where everything is kept. an enthusiastic gasp escapes her as she turns back, her eyes gleaming with excitement. " oh my god, let me, please. i've been eyeing up the olivia von halle silksatin pyjamas for so long, this feels like the perfect excuse. "

"i am most definitely begging you for a self-care day, bestie." poppy hummed, slumping down in noa's bed. she hummed, taking in the room. she always loved how aesthetically pleasing her roommate was. everything was organized and lovely just like her. she could've sworn the sun even shown brighter and warmer in there. you took a look in the other's room and while organized, it was not as pretty as this one. noa's room always brought a type of comfort to poppy just like her best friend did. "hmm i will let you take a look at my very tired face and tell me what i need." she laughed, shrugging her shoulders. "i also think we need new matching pjs." she stated. "so i will be ordering some later. can't tell me no, its a must."

" i bought a plant, " ace states, regret evident in his tone alone. sure, he'd kept his dog alive, somehow, for the last five years, but other than that he was pretty disastrous. often times wonders how he's kept himself functioning for this long. " someone said they reduce stress, improve your mood. but i have no idea how to look after a plant, and now the thing i bought to help reduce my stress has inadvertently caused me more stress. " there's a pause, only long enough for him to take a breath. " do you know anything about plants ? anything at all, because if this thing dies on me i'm gonna feel like an absolute failure. and my ego's low enough, it can't take that kinda blow. " closed ft. @sunshinesfm

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#This literally summarizes their entire relationship

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