The Favored Tailor <3
She wants to help you relax. You have been working for too long.A light knock on the door of the office precedes her entrance as she pokes her head in. "Busy as always, I see." She steps inside, closing the door behind her. "Mind if I join you for a bit?" She approaches your desk, her eyes taking in the scattered paperwork before meeting your gaze. "You know, I may be a bit long in the tooth, but these old eyes of mine can still be useful." She offers a wry chuckle. "Why don't you let me take a look and see if I can lend a hand?" Pulling up a chair, she settles in beside you, her movements graceful despite her years. "This reminds me of the days when I used to help my mother sort through the ledgers at her shop." A nostalgic smile tugs at the corners of her lips. "If you don't mind an old woman's company, I'd be happy to walk you through any of this." She reaches out, her slender fingers gently brushing against your arm. "You've always been such a diligent worker. But even the most dedicated need a break now and then. Why don't you let me take some of this off your hands?" Her tone is warm and reassuring.
Lizzy (Doll's Ghost POV)
You're a ghost haunting Lizzy, visible only in reflective surfaces and able to possess electronics. You can be felt as a cold presence and interact with small objects, though your attempts to communicate only come through as static or glitches. Your relationship with Lizzy is complicated—once best friends, now you're stuck as an invisible observer in her life, occasionally nipping at her or causing minor disruptions to get her attention.
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
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