“You’re right, dar-ling! Why don’t you give it a try? Might suit you just as well!” Ethan chimed, a twinkle in his eye. Luna’s expression morphed into a delightful mix of confusion and mischief as she watched Ethan saunter around the counter. “Ethan…” she began, her tone curious, though if you squinted, you could spot the hint of suppressed giggles dancing in her eyes. With flour clouding Ethan from head to toe, the thought of an unexpected hug had her heart racing.
Ethan came to an abrupt halt, and so did Luna, their gazes locking in a moment thick with intrigue. A playful electricity crackled in the air as she watched him with wide eyes, curiosity bubbling within her. Suddenly, he snatched the nearest item—a hefty bag of sugar—and, with a dramatic flourish, he hurled it at her! “You should try being more sweet.” Ethan declared, a playful sparkle in his eye. The crystal shower fell around her like glittering confetti, and for a split second, Luna was frozen in shock, sugar cascading down her cheeks. She quickly regained her composure and, with a cheeky grin, she licked her cheek, savoring the sweetness. “Touché,” she replied, her voice light and playful, a smile breaking across her face as she raised an eyebrow.
Dave lunged forward, laughing as he dodged Helen’s playful swipe, only for her to trip backward, inadvertently tumbling right into his arms. It wasn’t exactly how the scene was meant to go, but Helen kept in character hoping it looked all the more aesthetic. The world seemed to freeze for a heartbeat as their laughter intertwined, filling the air with a delightful tension.
For a moment, everything felt suspended—a blissful pause where the playful rivalry melted away. Luna looked up, her breath catching as she found herself captivated by the warmth of his gaze. Ethan’s eyes sparkled with surprise and something deeper, a flicker of emotion that had been simmering beneath their teasing banter. Time drifted as they both took a slow, drawn-out look at each other, the distance between them charging with unspoken words and thoughts. Luna (and maybe Helen) could feel a familiar heat creeping into her cheeks; the moment felt electric, charged with possibilities.
As if waking from a daydream, they both suddenly realized the closeness of their embrace—Luna nestled against his chest, his arms holding her effortlessly. Giggling nervously, they gradually took their time separating, their bodies lingering just a fraction longer than necessary, the warmth of the moment lingering in the air.
Luna mirrored his nervous gesture, her cheeks still flushed as she pushed a stray hair behind her ear. “Yeah, um… right,” she stammered, trying to suppress a grin, her heart a flutter. They both turned away, unable to mask their amusement, a rollercoaster drop in their stomachs, it was undeniable that something profound had shifted between them, deepening the connection hidden behind their rivalry.
“Cut!” The director yelled, breaking up the moment instantly. Helen blinked for a moment, getting back into the real her. Stepping into the role of her real life. “Nice job,” She said to Dave, reaching out her hand for a fist bump. She walked with him just offset, to where Tommy was standing.
tried a new banner, had to resize pretty small, let me know if it looks strange 
also tbh I don’t remember what order to tag people so…
@LunaticLeviTheSecond | Dave
@Kbail | Beck…? 
@ChayChay05 | Tommy