Helena reaches out her hand instinctively as Rozlyn pulls her hand off Helena’s shoulder. She was oddly enjoying the contact. Ugh one date and she’s already addicted to being connected with Rozlyn. Still…what she’s thinking huh? Thats a complicated question. Helena is thinking about a lot of things. If she starts rattling off all of that then she might never stop, pouring out like a broken faucet. Rozlyn wouldn’t like that. She’s waiting for Helena to speak though. Maybe…maybe she can just hold herself back a little.
She can’t.
“I’m thinking about…a lot of stuff. About everything I’ve messed up so far, about the weird stares the old people are giving us, about what I’m gonna tell my dad and Abby and…you. I’m thinking about you a lot. About how good you look, about how much I like being near you, about everything I wanna do with you and about…how long it’ll be until you figure out you deserve better than me.” Helena took a deep breath, looking over at Rozlyns hand she was resting her head on. Easier than eye contact.
“Maybe it’s stupid cause we haven’t known each other that long but I really like you. You make me feel good. You make me feel safe. So I get scared that you won’t wanna see me after this. That I’m gonna stumble one too many times and you’re gonna get mad and walk out. I know that’s stupid. I know you like me but I can’t stop…thinking. I wanna stop thinking and just focus on this. On you. I just…can’t.” Helena lets out a sigh, looking down at the table.
“So uh…sorry about all that. Point is I’m thinking about a lot of stuff.”
Break Her Like A Breadstick
The Short-Awaited Sunday Date of Rozlyn and Helena
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Rootbeerpants
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No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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"Fuck 'em."
She brings herself to look Helena in the eyes. Easier than- hold on.
"They're not stirring shit right now, not, shoving their faces into our date. So like... fuck 'em. We'll deal with it if they make a fuss. So... less things to worry about... right now. If that... helps at all, probably doesn't. Fuckin'... out of sight, out of mind is ass advice, who thought that was a good idea? Eheh... ugh... you haven't like... messed up everything at least. Like I wanna do a lotta shit with you. And like, to you. Flattered you're thinkin' of me... probably helps we kinda blitzed it, not much time to process huh? We'll... figure that out."
"Lotsa... lotsa shit could go wrong, so... yeah. But uh... not much on a first date right? Unless you have like... a psychopath ex-boyfriend from a period of self-denial and he thinks he can get you out of it with his dick."
Her laughter is contained and dry, and her expression drops into neutrality quickly.
"That was oddly specific, nnno, I've never dated a dude. Just you. Uh, awesome lore reveal or whatever? You'll, have to tell me what people call that."
She brings herself to look Helena in the eyes. Easier than- hold on.
"They're not stirring shit right now, not, shoving their faces into our date. So like... fuck 'em. We'll deal with it if they make a fuss. So... less things to worry about... right now. If that... helps at all, probably doesn't. Fuckin'... out of sight, out of mind is ass advice, who thought that was a good idea? Eheh... ugh... you haven't like... messed up everything at least. Like I wanna do a lotta shit with you. And like, to you. Flattered you're thinkin' of me... probably helps we kinda blitzed it, not much time to process huh? We'll... figure that out."
"Lotsa... lotsa shit could go wrong, so... yeah. But uh... not much on a first date right? Unless you have like... a psychopath ex-boyfriend from a period of self-denial and he thinks he can get you out of it with his dick."
Her laughter is contained and dry, and her expression drops into neutrality quickly.
"That was oddly specific, nnno, I've never dated a dude. Just you. Uh, awesome lore reveal or whatever? You'll, have to tell me what people call that."
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Rootbeerpants
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Helena looked at Rozlyn, actually managing to maintain eye contact with her too. For some reason it was a lot easier when Rozlyn was stumbling all over herself. She’s surprisingly cute sometimes. Plus despite how awkwardly it was delivered it did kinda help. Like…yeah fuck those old people and yeah this is a first date and Helena is doing fine. No shut up brain she’s doing fine.
Helena took a deep breath, letting it go slowly to release the tension in her body. “I think it depends. Lore reveal is actually a good word for it but it could also be a lore dump if I went into really deep detail about it out of nowhere or a plot twist if it’s like a big unexpected reveal. Oh but no I don’t have any psycho ex-boyfriends. Or girlfriends. You’re uh…my first.” Helena’s eyes wandered over Rozlyn for a second before finding her eyes again.
“Hey um…maybe weird question but could you put your arm around me? Like around my shoulders or something. Just…think it would feel nice.” Helena could already feel that part of her brain screaming at her for this but fuck it. It can die along with the old couple. That’s kinda mean but point is Helena wants to be held and there’s no shame in asking for what you want. Probably.
Helena took a deep breath, letting it go slowly to release the tension in her body. “I think it depends. Lore reveal is actually a good word for it but it could also be a lore dump if I went into really deep detail about it out of nowhere or a plot twist if it’s like a big unexpected reveal. Oh but no I don’t have any psycho ex-boyfriends. Or girlfriends. You’re uh…my first.” Helena’s eyes wandered over Rozlyn for a second before finding her eyes again.
“Hey um…maybe weird question but could you put your arm around me? Like around my shoulders or something. Just…think it would feel nice.” Helena could already feel that part of her brain screaming at her for this but fuck it. It can die along with the old couple. That’s kinda mean but point is Helena wants to be held and there’s no shame in asking for what you want. Probably.
No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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When a woman loves another woman at least a decent amount, she is going to want to fuck with her. This can come in many different forms, but for some people, a direct approach is best. Rozlyn has always been a fan of taking the straightaway.
She listens to Helena's request, that's cute. This girl's really cute, not a descriptor Roz likes to use on people, feels diminuitive but... well Helena kinda does that to herself, that's mean to say though. She's cute, that's genuine, no better way to say it.
Roz raises her hand and puts it around Helena's shoulders, a nice warm and comforting hold. That is until her hand slides forwards and her arm slides up, and in a swift motion she bends her arm around Helena's neck and pulls Helena's face close to her own. The squeezing is fairly tight, but it feels very restrained. The cold metal of her glasses poke against the side Helena's face, just under the eye.
"Qué tal esto?"
She sticks her tongue out teasingly and gently shakes Helena while she's in the close quarters hold.
She listens to Helena's request, that's cute. This girl's really cute, not a descriptor Roz likes to use on people, feels diminuitive but... well Helena kinda does that to herself, that's mean to say though. She's cute, that's genuine, no better way to say it.
Roz raises her hand and puts it around Helena's shoulders, a nice warm and comforting hold. That is until her hand slides forwards and her arm slides up, and in a swift motion she bends her arm around Helena's neck and pulls Helena's face close to her own. The squeezing is fairly tight, but it feels very restrained. The cold metal of her glasses poke against the side Helena's face, just under the eye.
"Qué tal esto?"
She sticks her tongue out teasingly and gently shakes Helena while she's in the close quarters hold.
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Rootbeerpants
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Helena smiled as Rozlyn draped an arm around her shoulders. This was nice. Comforting. A good reminder than Helena should be more direct and ask for what she wants more often. People can-
Never mind Helena’s in a chokehold now. One of Helena’s hands darted up to grab as Rozlyns arm as she was pulled by her neck into her. Was this because Rozlyn was a wrestler? They do have a different definition of hold. At least Helena could breathe kinda. Means Rozlyn didn’t wanna kill her. Not quickly at least. It was also sending a very weird mixed feeling of fear and slight arousal into her already battered brain that Helena really didn’t have the time for now. Especially since Rozlyns tone implies she just asked a question. A question Helena has no idea how to answer because she can’t speak Spanish. Great. Maybe if she paid more attention in class she’d have the perfect way to stop her date from strangling her.
“I…I didn’t…no? Yes? I-ow. I don’t speak…Spanish.” Helena began lightly tapping on Rozlyns arm, trying to block out the feeling of her glasses poking into the side of her face and the slight fear Rozlyn would end up sticking them into her eye if she kept shaking Helena like this. “C-can I tap? Is…is that what you asked? I-ow-I submit?” Helena’s carried a confused and also slightly hopeful tone, dimmed somewhat by the shaking causing her voice to lift up and down while she spoke. Hopefully she can find the magic words soon though. Before she ends up having to wear an eyepatch and a neck brace.
Never mind Helena’s in a chokehold now. One of Helena’s hands darted up to grab as Rozlyns arm as she was pulled by her neck into her. Was this because Rozlyn was a wrestler? They do have a different definition of hold. At least Helena could breathe kinda. Means Rozlyn didn’t wanna kill her. Not quickly at least. It was also sending a very weird mixed feeling of fear and slight arousal into her already battered brain that Helena really didn’t have the time for now. Especially since Rozlyns tone implies she just asked a question. A question Helena has no idea how to answer because she can’t speak Spanish. Great. Maybe if she paid more attention in class she’d have the perfect way to stop her date from strangling her.
“I…I didn’t…no? Yes? I-ow. I don’t speak…Spanish.” Helena began lightly tapping on Rozlyns arm, trying to block out the feeling of her glasses poking into the side of her face and the slight fear Rozlyn would end up sticking them into her eye if she kept shaking Helena like this. “C-can I tap? Is…is that what you asked? I-ow-I submit?” Helena’s carried a confused and also slightly hopeful tone, dimmed somewhat by the shaking causing her voice to lift up and down while she spoke. Hopefully she can find the magic words soon though. Before she ends up having to wear an eyepatch and a neck brace.
No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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Rozlyn laughs. She eases Helena out of the headlock and returns to the arm around the shoulder position that was requested of her, content with her little flirt. Though, looking at Helena's eyes, the jovial expression fades, regret creeping in. What was she thinking? She can't just... DO that, keep the touch to what's asked and don't try to ramp it up, not until things are more comfortable. Could snap this girl in half, so it's important to show restraint.
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"Ahh, nah, it's like uh, just asking 'how about this?' y'know? Trying to like... lean into the, physical shit. Sorry. Fuck."
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
Rozlyn searches for a place to put her other hand, an idle arm is an unpredictable appendage. Roz opts to hold the back of her neck, her feet idly tap out a beat, like her body's natural response to stress is to fall back into a rhythm, all music is stable, even within the chaos of eurobeat can you find order.
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"Probably shows I'm not like... huge on contact outside of fightin' 'n' shit. Fuckin'... couldn't tell ya when the last time I got hugged was. Dad's not the most physical guy either and Mom... sure was my parent... I could tell ya the last time I got kissed though, but uh, not gonna. Can of worms, skeleton closet, whatever whatever..."
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"...Arm feel nice at least?"
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"Ahh, nah, it's like uh, just asking 'how about this?' y'know? Trying to like... lean into the, physical shit. Sorry. Fuck."
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
Rozlyn searches for a place to put her other hand, an idle arm is an unpredictable appendage. Roz opts to hold the back of her neck, her feet idly tap out a beat, like her body's natural response to stress is to fall back into a rhythm, all music is stable, even within the chaos of eurobeat can you find order.
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"Probably shows I'm not like... huge on contact outside of fightin' 'n' shit. Fuckin'... couldn't tell ya when the last time I got hugged was. Dad's not the most physical guy either and Mom... sure was my parent... I could tell ya the last time I got kissed though, but uh, not gonna. Can of worms, skeleton closet, whatever whatever..."
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
"...Arm feel nice at least?"
Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint.
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Rootbeerpants
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Helena let’s spot a sigh of relief as Rozlyn lets her go. Is that a thing all wrestlers do to their date? Should Helena get used to that? I mean it wouldn’t be impossible. Still this is much more comfortable. Doesn’t carry the anxiety of being killed by the much stronger woman sitting next to her. As Rozlyn starts talking though Helena’s blood pressure spikes up again.
Helena fucked up didn’t she? Fuck not again. Now Rozlyn thinks she’s done something wrong. Without thinking Helena starts wringing her hands in her lap. Stupid Helena. Why do you have to ruin everything? Rozlyn wasn’t even holding her that hard. If Helena could just calm down for half a second then maybe…
Maybe…
Helena looked over at Rozlyn before scooting a little closer to her. Maybe Helena should try thinking about someone else for once. Stop being selfish. Stop being stupid for once in her life. Then maybe she can stop ruining this date. Like she ruins everything else.
Fuck this isn’t helping. Just talk and shut down this train of thought before it gets any worse.
“Your arm feels nice yeah…oh um and don’t worry I…I just didn’t expect it is all. Haven’t had any kinda physical contact either. Not for about four years anyway. My dads also not much of a hugger. I-I’ll be better next time. Promise.” Helena took a deep breath, reaching up and gently patting Rozlyns arm with her hand. “If um…if you need more hugs though I can do that. Mom used to tell me I gave great hugs.”
Helena fucked up didn’t she? Fuck not again. Now Rozlyn thinks she’s done something wrong. Without thinking Helena starts wringing her hands in her lap. Stupid Helena. Why do you have to ruin everything? Rozlyn wasn’t even holding her that hard. If Helena could just calm down for half a second then maybe…
Maybe…
Helena looked over at Rozlyn before scooting a little closer to her. Maybe Helena should try thinking about someone else for once. Stop being selfish. Stop being stupid for once in her life. Then maybe she can stop ruining this date. Like she ruins everything else.
Fuck this isn’t helping. Just talk and shut down this train of thought before it gets any worse.
“Your arm feels nice yeah…oh um and don’t worry I…I just didn’t expect it is all. Haven’t had any kinda physical contact either. Not for about four years anyway. My dads also not much of a hugger. I-I’ll be better next time. Promise.” Helena took a deep breath, reaching up and gently patting Rozlyns arm with her hand. “If um…if you need more hugs though I can do that. Mom used to tell me I gave great hugs.”
No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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"...Be better at what?"
Rozlyn's voice carries with it her concern. Helena hadn't done anything wrong right? No definitely not, Roz is the one who went too far. Did they both fuck it up somehow? Again?
Whatever, if they're fucking it up, they're fucking it up together. That's the point of the damn date!
"I'm the one who went too far, the hell do you have to be better at? I'm, fine with you as you are."
She gently rubs Helena's shoulder, should she hug? Seems like Helena is... asking for one? Right? Does she go for it?
"Come on, you're doing fine. If you're fucking shit up, so am I. We're doing fine. Fuck shit up together."
Rozlyn pulls Helena closer and rests her head on Helena's, exhaling gently.
Rozlyn's voice carries with it her concern. Helena hadn't done anything wrong right? No definitely not, Roz is the one who went too far. Did they both fuck it up somehow? Again?
Whatever, if they're fucking it up, they're fucking it up together. That's the point of the damn date!
"I'm the one who went too far, the hell do you have to be better at? I'm, fine with you as you are."
She gently rubs Helena's shoulder, should she hug? Seems like Helena is... asking for one? Right? Does she go for it?
"Come on, you're doing fine. If you're fucking shit up, so am I. We're doing fine. Fuck shit up together."
Rozlyn pulls Helena closer and rests her head on Helena's, exhaling gently.
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Rootbeerpants
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Better at what? Well obviously better at…
At uh…
Everything? That’s not very specific. Helena can’t really think of something specific though. Dating? Talking? Being human? Something has to be her fault right? It can’t be Rozlyn fault because if it was then Helena wouldn’t be feeling so warm right now. Wouldn’t be having those weird intrusive thoughts that battle against the bad ones. Wouldn’t feel safe.
Yet despite literally having Helena in a chokehold mere moments ago as soon as Rozlyn dragged her closer and rested her head on Helena’s…she felt okay. Plus being told Rozlyn thinks she’s fine as she is…Helena could feel that impact her. That good impact she’s felt so many times in the span of at most an hour. Maybe the actual reason she tried to blame herself is fear. Fear of Rozlyn leaving and never getting to feel this again. Rozlyn doesn’t seem to want to leave though. If Helena could just shut this part of her head up completely then…maybe she wouldn’t be fucking this up at all. Still if they are fucking it up together then…
“…I like you as you are too. There’s no one I’d rather be fucking everything up with.” Helena let out a small chuckle whole simultaneously snaking her arm behind Rozlyn and around her waist in a sort of side hug. Then with one more deep breath Helena closed her eyes, content to stay in this moment for a little bit. Until the food gets here at least. Old couple be damned. For once the judging eyes seem much less important than having a moment with her…with Rozlyn.
With her Rozlyn.
At uh…
Everything? That’s not very specific. Helena can’t really think of something specific though. Dating? Talking? Being human? Something has to be her fault right? It can’t be Rozlyn fault because if it was then Helena wouldn’t be feeling so warm right now. Wouldn’t be having those weird intrusive thoughts that battle against the bad ones. Wouldn’t feel safe.
Yet despite literally having Helena in a chokehold mere moments ago as soon as Rozlyn dragged her closer and rested her head on Helena’s…she felt okay. Plus being told Rozlyn thinks she’s fine as she is…Helena could feel that impact her. That good impact she’s felt so many times in the span of at most an hour. Maybe the actual reason she tried to blame herself is fear. Fear of Rozlyn leaving and never getting to feel this again. Rozlyn doesn’t seem to want to leave though. If Helena could just shut this part of her head up completely then…maybe she wouldn’t be fucking this up at all. Still if they are fucking it up together then…
“…I like you as you are too. There’s no one I’d rather be fucking everything up with.” Helena let out a small chuckle whole simultaneously snaking her arm behind Rozlyn and around her waist in a sort of side hug. Then with one more deep breath Helena closed her eyes, content to stay in this moment for a little bit. Until the food gets here at least. Old couple be damned. For once the judging eyes seem much less important than having a moment with her…with Rozlyn.
With her Rozlyn.
No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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If Rozlyn knew of the thoughts in Helena's head, she'd maybe have similar thoughts. Thoughts of care, of belonging, hope, understanding, love.
But as it were, her mind is cacophonous, confused, off the beat.
(I am being hugged.)
(I am being touched.)
(I am being held.)
(Am I meant to hug back?) (Am I meant to touch back?)
(Am I meant to hold back? (Restraint? No.)
(Am I meant to hold her back?) (Affection? Yes.)
(How do I hold her?) (With hands?) (These hands?) (Presumably.)
(Right.) (Yeah.) (Sure.) (Makes sense.) (Guess so.)
(I have hands.)
The revelation that Rozlyn has hands allows her to, gently this time, put both of her hands around Helena. One could call it a hug. One could say it's affectionate.
To her it is awkward. It feels unnatural. She's not somebody who likes to give her affections away, people must earn them. Helena... definitely hasn't. Not in her mind.
But it feels like Helena needs her affection. Will there be other people who can give Helena affection? She likes this girl, but should they rely so heavily on each other? Should they-
(Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. This feels nice, I like it. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.)
Inhale.
Exhale.
Tap your foot.
Find the beat.
Feel her heartbeat.
Find the rhythm.
Hear her breathing.
Roz's hold on Helena tightens a little as she watches her. Her mind is swarming with anxieties competing to see who can ruin the moment the most.
But that head, held against her body. That's comforting. She's comforting. Helena's comforting.
We're okay.
"Heh... yeah. Like ya too."
We're okay.
But as it were, her mind is cacophonous, confused, off the beat.
(I am being hugged.)
(I am being touched.)
(I am being held.)
(Am I meant to hug back?) (Am I meant to touch back?)
(Am I meant to hold back? (Restraint? No.)
(Am I meant to hold her back?) (Affection? Yes.)
(How do I hold her?) (With hands?) (These hands?) (Presumably.)
(Right.) (Yeah.) (Sure.) (Makes sense.) (Guess so.)
(I have hands.)
The revelation that Rozlyn has hands allows her to, gently this time, put both of her hands around Helena. One could call it a hug. One could say it's affectionate.
To her it is awkward. It feels unnatural. She's not somebody who likes to give her affections away, people must earn them. Helena... definitely hasn't. Not in her mind.
But it feels like Helena needs her affection. Will there be other people who can give Helena affection? She likes this girl, but should they rely so heavily on each other? Should they-
(Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. This feels nice, I like it. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.)
Inhale.
Exhale.
Tap your foot.
Find the beat.
Feel her heartbeat.
Find the rhythm.
Hear her breathing.
Roz's hold on Helena tightens a little as she watches her. Her mind is swarming with anxieties competing to see who can ruin the moment the most.
But that head, held against her body. That's comforting. She's comforting. Helena's comforting.
We're okay.
"Heh... yeah. Like ya too."
We're okay.
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Rootbeerpants
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Helena let out a small squeak of surprise as Rozlyn began actually hugging her. Truth be told she had fully expected Rozlyn to mot reciprocate the hug. Now that she was though…it felt really really nice. It was a slightly awkward hug in the booth of an Applebees but it felt like more. Without really thinking Helena had pulled Rozlyn about as close as she could and snuggled into her. God how touch starved was she? When was the last time she’d had this much physical affection anyway? Probably been around four or five years now. Different circumstances but this warm feeling of safety remained the same. If this was the entire date Helena honestly wouldn’t complain. Her brain can’t tell her she’s doing everything wrong while Rozlyns holding her.
Well it could tell her that Helena’s hand positions are wrong or that she needs to be more active or that Rozlyn doesn’t really wanna do this and-nope nope nope stop that wasn’t a challenge stop thinking. Rozlyn likes this and Rozlyn likes her. If Helena can’t believe herself she has to at least try to believe Rozlyn. Rozlyns not a liar. Hopefully.
Before Helena can go down that thought track she hears the sound of someone clearing their throat and looks over to see the waitress delivering their food. Quickly, albeit also reluctantly, Helena disentangled herself from Rozlyn and mumbled a thanks to the waitress while trying desperately to surprise the explosion of embarrassment she was feeling. Helena kinda forgot they were in a restaurant for a second there and as it turns out the judging eyes did still affect here when they made themselves known.
Helena looked down at her food which honestly didn’t look as good as it did on the menu before looking over at Rozlyn. “Um…thanks for the hug. Good hug.” Why did she even say something? Just shut up and eat before-gah no stop thinking! Stop it stop it stop it!
Well it could tell her that Helena’s hand positions are wrong or that she needs to be more active or that Rozlyn doesn’t really wanna do this and-nope nope nope stop that wasn’t a challenge stop thinking. Rozlyn likes this and Rozlyn likes her. If Helena can’t believe herself she has to at least try to believe Rozlyn. Rozlyns not a liar. Hopefully.
Before Helena can go down that thought track she hears the sound of someone clearing their throat and looks over to see the waitress delivering their food. Quickly, albeit also reluctantly, Helena disentangled herself from Rozlyn and mumbled a thanks to the waitress while trying desperately to surprise the explosion of embarrassment she was feeling. Helena kinda forgot they were in a restaurant for a second there and as it turns out the judging eyes did still affect here when they made themselves known.
Helena looked down at her food which honestly didn’t look as good as it did on the menu before looking over at Rozlyn. “Um…thanks for the hug. Good hug.” Why did she even say something? Just shut up and eat before-gah no stop thinking! Stop it stop it stop it!
No I don’t know what I’m doing either.
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StarletDevil
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This is nice. Been a while. Long while. Really long while? Really long while. Would be fine with holding this as long as okay there's food. Nevermind. Damn.
Rozlyn watches as their food is dispensed, looks a little disappointing but that's par for the course coming from a large franchise. Franchises build their menus to be successful, to be safe but varied, to be acceptable. If you want really good food you go to some hole in the wall you've never heard of and get the best fucking quesadillas you've ever had while the cartel sits eight tables over while staring at you and trying to pretend they don't have multiple pounds of cocaine under the table. Regardless of if the food's good, Helena's looking nervous again.
Rozlyn pierces a shrimp with her fork. Chewy, bit crispy, well cooked. This isn't the worst. The flavor isn't at its best and could stand to be seasoned a little more, maybe some lemon. But it's not bad.
She stabs into a another one and turns to Helena.
"Hey. Try this."
Rozlyn sticks the impaled shrimp in Helena's mouth on the expectation that Helena will open her mouth at just about anything Rozlyn says or does. A surprise tool that will help out later hopefully.
Rozlyn watches as their food is dispensed, looks a little disappointing but that's par for the course coming from a large franchise. Franchises build their menus to be successful, to be safe but varied, to be acceptable. If you want really good food you go to some hole in the wall you've never heard of and get the best fucking quesadillas you've ever had while the cartel sits eight tables over while staring at you and trying to pretend they don't have multiple pounds of cocaine under the table. Regardless of if the food's good, Helena's looking nervous again.
Rozlyn pierces a shrimp with her fork. Chewy, bit crispy, well cooked. This isn't the worst. The flavor isn't at its best and could stand to be seasoned a little more, maybe some lemon. But it's not bad.
She stabs into a another one and turns to Helena.
"Hey. Try this."
Rozlyn sticks the impaled shrimp in Helena's mouth on the expectation that Helena will open her mouth at just about anything Rozlyn says or does. A surprise tool that will help out later hopefully.