Yesterday, 01:07 PM
Seren’s laugh woke something up in her. Casey had been curious to see where this would go, and the fact that Seren was still here made Casey feel happy. But the laugh was when she realized that she really wanted to get to know Seren better. Casey’s smile broadened at the realization. It had been a long time since she’d really allowed herself this kind of thought process.
Casey listened intently as Seren spoke, feeling the journal in her hands. She opened in and looked at the pages. Pages ready to be filled. This one was it. Casey pulled it to her chest - a claim. Seren’s words were what she had always thought too. She imagined that was th way most people who wrote in them felt. A safe place where you could be honest with yourself.
She turned to face Seren, her smile and eyes bright. A thought passed through her mind that she didn’t voice. I think I like you… It seemed a bit fast, but Caseybfelt like she had found a sort of kindred spirit. She could even see herself writing the first entry in her new journal. Dear Diary, I met a pretty woman today and we looked at journals together. Then I asked her to coffee and…
There was a moment of silence after she turned and before she spoke, her mind processing the thoughts as she gathered her courage. ”This is the one!” she said, squeezing the burgundy covered journal a little more. ”Since it is cold and we’re trying to avoid me turning into a snowman, how would you feel about getting a coffee or something after we finish our purchases?” the words came out and the butterflies in her stomach began to churn. She wasn’t really asking her on a date - or was she? All Casey knew was she wanted her to say yes and would be disappointed if she said no.
Casey listened intently as Seren spoke, feeling the journal in her hands. She opened in and looked at the pages. Pages ready to be filled. This one was it. Casey pulled it to her chest - a claim. Seren’s words were what she had always thought too. She imagined that was th way most people who wrote in them felt. A safe place where you could be honest with yourself.
She turned to face Seren, her smile and eyes bright. A thought passed through her mind that she didn’t voice. I think I like you… It seemed a bit fast, but Caseybfelt like she had found a sort of kindred spirit. She could even see herself writing the first entry in her new journal. Dear Diary, I met a pretty woman today and we looked at journals together. Then I asked her to coffee and…
There was a moment of silence after she turned and before she spoke, her mind processing the thoughts as she gathered her courage. ”This is the one!” she said, squeezing the burgundy covered journal a little more. ”Since it is cold and we’re trying to avoid me turning into a snowman, how would you feel about getting a coffee or something after we finish our purchases?” the words came out and the butterflies in her stomach began to churn. She wasn’t really asking her on a date - or was she? All Casey knew was she wanted her to say yes and would be disappointed if she said no.