[COLOR=GRAY][CENTER][COLOR=#AC0D01][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/COLOR][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5504477][img]https://i.imgur.com/AW1mFws.jpeg[/img][/url][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=#E64C09][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Roth Homestead[/I] - [I]Alumni Village, Dundas Island, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=#E64C09][b]Dance Monkey #4.012:[/b][/COLOR] [I]New Perspective[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=#AC0D01][SUP][sub]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][color=#E64C09][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]None[/i][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=#E64C09][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Don't Let The Light Go Out[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT][color=#fe650d]“Aurora?”[/color] Lorcán called while entering his parents’ house. [color=#fe650d]“Lady Dude, are you here?”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“I’m afraid you missed her, hun,”[/color] Tori called from the kitchen,[color=#a64d79] “I also didn’t think you were supposed to be out and about just yet. The doctor didn’t call to tell us they had cleared you.”[/color]

Lorcán flashed a sheepish smile to his mother before placing the bouquet down on the counter and taking a seat on the nearby barstool.

[color=#fe650d]“Probably because they weren’t choka with me leaving, I kind of like checked myself out.”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“I see,”[/color] Tori replied matter of factly before continuing to ice the dessert she was working on, [color=#a64d79]“And exactly what made you think you were a more qualified medical professional than those the school chooses to employ.”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“See, Cass and Rippers got into my head that I-”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“Should find Aurora and apologize for whatever you did that made her accept a date from someone else to the Senior Dance?”[/color] Tori interrupted, [color=#a64d79]“Don’t worry mon petit prince, she didn’t tell me everything but we don’t all have to be Miranda to pick up on what’s troubling a person. Though telepathy might go a long way for you and your father.”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“At this point, I’d be real keen for it,”[/color] Lorcán replied,[color=#fe650d] “Why is it so hard to just say what you mean?”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“Are you asking for yourself, or are you asking for Aurora?”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“I don’t know, Mom,”[/color] Lorcán sighed, his eyes darting to the bowl of icing before fishing a finger into the rich buttercream and sticking it in his mouth. 

[color=#a64d79]“Rejection is a scary thing, and it hurts,”[/color] Tori’s brow furled slightly, [color=#a64d79]“It hurts in the moment, but like all wounds it heals, and it won’t kill you.”[/color] 

Lorcán reached for the icing again only for Tori to swat his hand away before smiling slightly.

[color=#a64d79]“No.”[/color] She said firmly before her face softened, [color=#a64d79]“See, that didn’t kill you, did it?”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“That’s not the same,”[/color] Lorcán protested.

[color=#a64d79]“No, I imagine the icing is easier to let go, you didn’t cook up a relationship with it in your head for the past several years.”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“I can’t all be in my head,”[/color] Lorcán retorted.

[color=#a64d79]“And you won’t know that unless you risk asking her,”[/color] Tori said while patting the hand she had swatted.[color=#a64d79] “She could say she feels the same, she might say she’s just a friend. But it’s not the end, you get up and you keep running up that hill.”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“Like ask again?”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“No,”[/color] She shook her head, [color=#a64d79]“Respect someone’s answer, what I mean is that you keep going through life, and eventually you’re going to look around and find there’s someone beside you who has been running that same hill with you.”[/color] She smiled, [color=#a64d79]“And then you’ll run together.”[/color]

Lorcán nodded along to his mother’s words, thinking them through before asking another question.

[color=#fe650d]“But how can you say we haven’t been running life together?”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“I didn’t say anything one way or another,” [/color]Tori answered with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, [color=#a64d79]“That sounds like something you would both need to discuss, petit prince.”[/color]

Lorcán let out another heavy sigh before looking at the sad excuse for a bouquet he had laid on the counter beside him.

[color=#fe650d]“Probably a good thing I didn’t find her with those,”[/color] He chuckled, [color=#fe650d]“Ripley said she was here to get a dress for her date?”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“She was,”[/color] Tori replied matter-of-factly.

[color=#fe650d]“So I should probably go to the dance too then,”[/color]

[color=#a64d79]“If that’s what you’d like to do,”[/color] Tori replied putting the finishing touches on her cake, [color=#a64d79]“Anyone you’re thinking of asking?”[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“No,” [/color]Lorcán replied honestly, [color=#fe650d]“I think I’ll go stag, maybe I’ll ask ‘Rora to save me a dance.” [/color]

[color=#a64d79]“Well if you’re going to the dance,”[/color] Tori smiled, [color=#a64d79]“Then you’re going to need a suit. I think your father has a nice blue tie that should pair up perfectly.”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT][/COLOR]