Thank you- you are too istg))

Trixie turned on her heel as he went defensive, clearly crying at that point. While she didn't completely understand what he was saying, she understood enough. "Its not you who would be hurt, would it? You would get to forget and move on. It would affect ME. So It should at least be partially my choice, shouldn't it?" She asked, sighing in frustration when none of it got through anyway. She shook her head and stalked along the road, starting to really cry.

why thank you- i try my best)

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Matt had half a mind to stop the car, ask her again if she could get in. As soon as he had started driving he grew increasingly worried about her, the roads she'd be walking on were..dangerous. And whilst she wouldnt exactly be feeling any pain, that didnt mean the broken bones werent actually a thing. The no-pain was most definitely a bad thing. He slowed for a second, but decided against it and sped up, heading towards the large front lawn instead. He had picked up on what Trixie said before he left-and it upset him rather a lot. She said exactly what he had been trying to say, he didnt want to hurt her. He parked the car up by the fountain, ignoring the protests as he slammed the door open, only managing to regain composure slightly once Ava started speaking to him, her and her friends having had to be perched by the fountain. Along with Kiara, who seemed to be looking for Trixie more than him.

Shall we skip to their next shoot?))

of course, i can start if you like, should i be to them arriving??

Sure!

Matt hadnt attempted to look for, contact or even glance at Trixie for the rest of the evening, or the morning after. He had simply spent time with friends and then headed home. He gave a very large sigh and he walked into the changing room hallways, raking a hand through his damp, near-black hair, fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. He was in a solid black, very slightly tight shirt and grey trackies-he hadnt tried at ALL that morning, he was too, well..unbothered. He leant against the door of the mens changing rooms conversing lightly with Kiara, who was chattering away as f nothing was wrong. Because for her, nothing was wrong.

Trixie had cried more than she would like to admit- mainly at the blunt rejection. She had ignored Matt in every way she could, but she hadn't decided whether or not she wanted to rant to Kiara about it. So far, she was leaning toward no. She woke up early to take a shower and throw on her best makeup- it usually made her feel better. She tossed her hair into a high ponytail and threw on a croptop and tight leggings before snatching up some sneakers and heading out the door for the shoot. It didn't take long to get there, and when she did, Kiara and Matt were the first two people She saw. Which was just great. She let out a small sigh, walking past them and toward the changing room.

Matt had just been about to get onto the topic of Trixie when she walked past, not acknowledging them at all. He gave a small frown and waved off Kiara's offer to see him later, heading into the mens changing room to converse with them instead, which wasnt anymore thrilling. Kiara slipped into the room after Trixie, setting her bag down by one of the vanities. She turned herself to look at the girl, her face slightly concerned. "See I know you and Matt dont exactly get on, but..is something wrong?" She asked, her tone sounding genuinley worried. She settled herself at a seat and untied her hair, swatting the random strands away as she let it flow over the back of the chair.

Trixie sat down at a vanity and stared at herself in the mirror blandly until Kiara walked in. She didn't even look over, she just flopped forward to lay her head on the desk. She debated her answer for a moment before lifting her head slightly to speak. "We kissed yesterday." She muttered quietly, surprising herself with the words. She didn't mean to phrase it quite so bluntly, but it was done now. She raised her head to look around the room. "Do you know where our outfits are for the shoot?" She asked softly.

((Should it be something signifigantly revealing because obviously we need it to be awkward?))

if you want me to curl my fingers up while typing due to the awkwardness, one hundred percent

but that sounds good))

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Kiara raised her eyebrows at the slight bluntness, though she let it go. Half because she didnt have the time to exactly start an argument, half because she could tell somethiing was wrong, and while she was all for ltting it go, she most definitely wasnt shutting up until she was told. Well, at least that was what she preferred. She looked at Trixie through the mirror and smiled, folding her leggings as she spoke. "How did it go?" She asked innocently, though she knew something was clearly up about that. She jumped up as the question was shot her way, dipping behind a couple curtains to retrieve the clothes. As she came back out, she was holding a stark white, slighty see through short dress dress, which could hardly be desribed as a dress. It was more only covering what really needed to be covered, absolutely nothing else. "Here. Its a bit..you know. But you'll look great in it" she smiled, layig the dress over Trixies lap.