{ library / with Inessa }
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Reach out… It would be a lie to say that didn’t cross Hayes’ mind but things have been far more complicated than he could describe. Anyway, what good would it bring if he just interrupted Nessa’s summer? She didn’t need him reaching out… Sure, friends do that when they miss someone but it was… just one summer and he was coming back- Well, he could see why she even had the need to aks him that. No one really knew he would be coming back.
A soft smile reached his lips when he heard Inessa in fact did have a good summer, another reason to not feel bad for texting her. But how was his summer? That was one… Long story. Well, first of all you all heard about his passing romance with Esther? Was she just someone he found to distract himself from his never ending bad thoughts? Maybe… A part of him did look at her in that way, while another part of him did see the girl and truly felt drawn to her. She was a talented performer, he did find those moments of peace that unfortunately didn’t last long when he was with her. And with everything that happened only a few months before, he could not treat the girl in the way she deserved. Could not let her go to Ninth House when he found out that’s what she was planning to do. Could not let her possibly ruin her own life. In his defense, Hayes had his reasons as to why he decided to give her something that would make her ill for a few days, not harming her, so she could stay where was and not embark on this academic journey.
So when he saw her that night of the ball he wanted to make sure he was seeing right… That was Esther? How did she end up here after all of that?
For a second that’s where his thoughts went before Nessa’s voice drew him back to reality. To the dusty old, dimly lit library where he first met her. [color=“#a19989”]”Sorry,“[/color] Hayes mumbled, hearing she did not sound as happy as she usually does. Turning away from her, he walked not that far from where they were standing, dropping his bag on the long, wooden table and taking a seat. Leaning back and now playing with the covers of his notebook that lay on top of his bag, he met her eyes again. [color=”#a19989”]”It was… I’m sorry,“[/color] he repeated, trying to offer her something that resembled a smile with some hints of honest regret on his features. ”Thought it would’ve been better if it was a surprise?“ He tried to get out of it, maybe make her feel better.
His gaze remained on her hand, her fingers wrapped around his arm as she said she was still glad he was back. If he could tell her everything he would… But at least he could still be there to protect her. [color="#a19989”]”Yeah… It’s gonna be a long year, prepare to see a lot more from me,“[/color] he let himself laugh lightly, lowering his gaze to his belongings on the table. And as much as he wanted to just keep talking to her, keep this conversation light as they always do… keep this positive energy he always felt when he was around her, Hayes just had to ask - ”Hey, uhm… how’s Ren? I heard about… The ball. Having any trouble now? Or you? Is… Everything going well?“ He slowly leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as he looked up at her again, this time meeting her eyes with more of a serious look on his face.
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@Madilfill - baby nesssa
@Mouschi - Esther mentioned hihi