6 hours ago
Casey couldn’t help but smile at the simple acceptance of the other woman. Her heart leapt at the attention. It wasn’t just that Seren was paying attention to her though. At least so far, Seren hadn’t recognized her. Casey didn’t draw the recognition that Cadence did, but she was still a familiar face to many. It likely meant Seren didn’t listen to Cadence’s music, but that wasn’t an issue. Being a fan wasn’t a requirement for friendship (or more). It was nice though. Seren had no preconceived notions about who Casey might be. She didn’t want to spend time with her because she was a celebrity.
The women paid for their journals and Casey led her through the crowd to the small shop she had bought her first coffee from, resisting the urge to take the woman’s hand in hers as she did. It was a quaint little place. The shop near the market was meant for people to rest a bit or, in their case, find some warmth. The open air market didn’t see as much traffic in the winter, so the shop wasn’t extremely full, but a few customers sat at tables. Casey ordered a black coffee and let Seren order what she wished.
Casey paid, and led them to a table where she set her beverage down and began to take off her cold weather gear. The gloves came off first and then the hat and scarf. She ran her hand through her blonde hair to calm down the hat hair as much as possible. Then the coat came off to reveal a black shirt covered by a burgundy cardigan. It hadn’t been planned, but it was kind of fun that her cardigan matched her new journal.
Casey sat down and wrapped her hands around her coffee, allowing the warmth to spread to her. She took a sip of her coffee and smiled at Seren sweetly. Casey hadn’t expected this today. Perhaps that was the reason why she had met the woman. Her heart still fluttered a bit and the butterflies in her stomach were still there, but for now, she just wanted to get to know Seren. Maybe this would just be a friendship, even if Casey thought she wanted more. She felt she should calm herself a bit. Seren might not even like women like that. Still it tickled Casey that Seren was paying attention to her.
”So,” she said, a smirk coloring her words. ”Tell me about Seren. What is it you like to do when you’re not searching for a new journal?”
The women paid for their journals and Casey led her through the crowd to the small shop she had bought her first coffee from, resisting the urge to take the woman’s hand in hers as she did. It was a quaint little place. The shop near the market was meant for people to rest a bit or, in their case, find some warmth. The open air market didn’t see as much traffic in the winter, so the shop wasn’t extremely full, but a few customers sat at tables. Casey ordered a black coffee and let Seren order what she wished.
Casey paid, and led them to a table where she set her beverage down and began to take off her cold weather gear. The gloves came off first and then the hat and scarf. She ran her hand through her blonde hair to calm down the hat hair as much as possible. Then the coat came off to reveal a black shirt covered by a burgundy cardigan. It hadn’t been planned, but it was kind of fun that her cardigan matched her new journal.
Casey sat down and wrapped her hands around her coffee, allowing the warmth to spread to her. She took a sip of her coffee and smiled at Seren sweetly. Casey hadn’t expected this today. Perhaps that was the reason why she had met the woman. Her heart still fluttered a bit and the butterflies in her stomach were still there, but for now, she just wanted to get to know Seren. Maybe this would just be a friendship, even if Casey thought she wanted more. She felt she should calm herself a bit. Seren might not even like women like that. Still it tickled Casey that Seren was paying attention to her.
”So,” she said, a smirk coloring her words. ”Tell me about Seren. What is it you like to do when you’re not searching for a new journal?”