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visings (visings) wrote in 20somethings,
@ 2022-01-29 19:19:00

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c: aldrich reynolds, c: violet nott, d: 2028 01, Ω: rp

RP: So, I was worried...
Who: Violet, Aldrich
What: Vi is worried about her (sort of?) friend.
When: 01/29/28; evening
Where: Aldrich's flat
Warnings: N/A
Completion Status: In Progress

Violet was not all that talented at cooking or baking or crafts, but sometimes she tried, at least. And this past week, she'd had an urge. Namely, Aldrich had given her an urge to... She didn't even know what really! She was still nursing a terrible crush on him and as they worked together, she couldn't help but notice all the little things about him. And this past week something had definitely been off. Gone had been the light flirting that had become their norm, and while he kept himself professional and friendly, he had clearly been distracted as she had struggled through writing the last few songs for the upcoming album.

And so she had found herself spending the afternoon attempting to make muffins. She didn't know why. It was like an impulse, though, and so she had gone with it. Finally, now evening, with a batch that hadn't burnt nor started on fire (though they were hideous) cooling in the kitchen, she'd cleaned up with a few swipes of her wand (there was so much flour - everywhere!) and showered. She changed into a comfortable flannel and had put her hair in a casual side plait, and then before long she found herself at Aldrich's flat's front door, biting her lip nervously.

She didn't even know if he liked muffins. Let alone awful ones. She hadn't even thought to taste one to see if they were edible.

But this is what friends did, right? When someone wasn't feeling well? Maybe he was sick. Or depressed. Then again, Vi hadn't ever brought misshapen muffins or burnt biscuits to Rae or Coira... Not even to her sisters.

But before she could run herself off, she put on a small (unsure, if you asked her) smile, and knocked on his door, holding the tray of muffins in front of her as if it were a shield.

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wrotebyaldrich
2022-01-30 02:46 am UTC (link)

At the sound of the door, Aldrich's hope soared. Was it Scarlett? Had she come to tell him that she loved him too? She was going to apologize for the whole Paris thing? Or maybe accept his apology? He knew it was ridiculous to hope, she had shot him down so many times before. Yet as he opened the door and saw Violet Nott standing on the other side... He was still let down that it wasn't Scarlett. Yet, he was happy to see Violet on the other side of the door, with misshapen baked goods.

"What brings you to the neighborhood?" he asked with a warm smile, moving aside to allow her into his living room. "I hope I've not been too much of a heel this week," he apologized before she could even open her mouth, worried that he had upset her by being so down all week. He had loved Scarlett, their trip to Paris was supposed to be nothing but a romantic dream that ended in her realizing she loved him too. Instead Aldrich had made a total arse of himself and lost her.

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visings
2022-01-30 02:49 am UTC (link)

She could tell he seemed... disappointed? To see her. But she kept a smile on her face and soldiered on. "I... Um..." She held up the muffins. "I baked for you. I'm not very good at it and if you want me to just drop them off and go that's fine, too, but if you... Well," she looked down at her feet, "You seemed off this week. Like, sad?" She ventured, her voice small. "If you wanted a shoulder, or an ear to bend, well..."

She wasn't sure what to do now.

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wrotebyaldrich
2022-01-30 03:20 am UTC (link)

"I'd really like your company... I've been feeling far too lonely lately," he admitted almost bashfully. He didn't want to admit to just how lonely. Everyone seemed to be having babies or getting married, hell his Uncle Hyperion was doing both! He was wallowing in his own self pity. Somehow Violet cared enough about him to show up with muffins, he was the luckiest dope.

He motioned behind him towards his sofa, his one hand holding the door frame to hold the door open for her. "We can pop in a movie. I picked up the old movie Scream. Have you watched that one? It's kind of cheesey, so it'll make you laugh. Makes it a lot less frightening," he said hopefully, feeling a rush of warmth at the fact she'd came all this well for him. She cared about him, he had to be going mental.

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visings
2022-01-30 02:24 pm UTC (link)

"You have?" The empathetic part of Vi - something that made her a good artist but made friendships and relationships more difficult for her - reached out desperately. Aldrich was so sweet and creative and kind, and he was lonely? That broke her heart.

"I can be company." She said giving him a more genuine, though somewhat shy, smile. "Even if it involves scary movies," she said with a little chuckle.

She entered his flat and made her way to set the tragic muffins down. "I'll be honest, I don't even know how they taste," she said, giving him a face as she made her way to the sofa and slipped out of her ballet flats to curl up with the blanket that was laid over the arm rest, as if she were far more comfortable in his space than she actually was.

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wrotebyaldrich
2022-02-05 10:34 pm UTC (link)

Aldrich gave the most pitiful of nods, he rather enjoyed being babied by women. Especially when they were as bloody gorgeous as Violet was. She was rather beautiful, the way she looked so worried. That shy smile sent his heart a flutter. He knew he shouldn’t entertain such ideas, things with Scarlett had just ended. Yet he found himself following her to the sofa like a lost pup.

“I’m sure they are just fine. Baked goods don’t always have to be pretty, that’s ridiculous,” he reassured her, taking his seat next to her on the sofa. “We don’t have to watch a scary movie, it’s just nice to have company. We can always watch a movie more your taste,” he offered. He just wanted them to be able to crack on. He had enjoyed having her over that night to watch the scary movie.

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