Some people were just never meant to separate
WHO: Moon and Elizaveta
WHEN: Sunday, September 5th, Afternoon
WHERE: Gallery Square
WHAT: Out of everyone in Liberty, the only one she didn't expect to see was him.
"Ah..." Elizaveta stretched out her arms towards the sun as she stepped out of Chueca. She had just managed to talk her manager into letting her get a few days off until she settled down into her new working schedule. That is, if she even got the job... Well, she'd see tomorrow. Today she would mentally prepare herself by slacking off and walking around Liberty.
As she walked into the crowd of Gallery Square, she smiled happily to herself. It's been a while since I've had a day off, huh? Her skirt brushed above her ankles as she slowly made her way around the place. Maybe she could even do some people-watching, too. Ah... having free time was so nice.
Suddenly, her eyes focussed on something dangling in the corner of her eye. She turned to her left and watched as a small black thing weaved in and out through the crowds in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, she didn't give it much thought until the light shone on it to reveal that it was a braid. Wait... the only person in Liberty who had the gall to wear a braid was in New York City! Had the trend caught on?
Oh my god. Wait. Is that...?
Her eyes opened wide and she started to run closer, stretching out her hand unconsciously. It couldn't be... could it? When she finally got close enough, she reached out and yanked on the braid. Hard. "Moo?"