✧ Interaction ╱ Safeerah Jordayne - Blog Posts

for six months, dacey and safeerah had been near enough joined at the hip. parting from one another had been a bittersweet thing, sorrow, and yet an inevitability. they were just too different, their outlooks and philosophies and what they wanted out of life. and yet, there was a sense of hope to it. dacey had been less diligent about maintaining the friendship than she should have been, but there was no time like the present to rectify that.

"safeerah!" dacey was a quiet soul, reserved in her emotions, but she made no attempt to hide the joy and excitement that she felt at seeing safeerah again. her arms wrapped around her in a gentle hug, the voluminous skirt of her dress making it difficult to pull her as close as she normally would. "thank you. it's a replica of something audrey hepburn wore." one of dacey's favourite actresses, there had been no doubt in her mind that this was what she'd wear. "but look at you!" she smiled brightly. "that shade of red is so lovely on you. you look stunning." there was no lie or exaggeration. safeerah looked beautiful.

"we have to catch up," she declared. "i'm sure you have plenty of travel stories to fill me in on. where have you been this year?"

event starter: @daceystvrk setting: hollywood glamour night. context: dacey and saf dated in the past. they have not seen each other since they said goodbye in the airport.

most of safeerah's life had been lived wherever she pleased and with whomever she pleased. she went where opportunity was, or wherever the last person to capture her heart was. it was her favourite thing about her line of work. the freedom it gave her. most of her life fit inside two suitcases. it had been during her travels that her path crossed with dacey, and they had spent half a year together until life happened, and they had to say goodbye. it was one of the few times that she felt bound by to take certain opportunities. the two women had parted as friends, but it had been one of the relationships that she had mourned the most. now it seemed their paths had crossed again.

she spotted the woman from across the hall, instantly recognising her, and excused herself from the little group. she got a hold of two glasses of champagne before making her way over to dacey. she stepped out of the crowd with a carefree smile. “i had a feeling you might be here. it's so lovely to see you again.” for others, it was awkward running into an ex, but she had always prioritised ending as friends. well, with almost everyone. she had dropped the ball with deimos. safeerah gave her a careful hug, afraid to mess with her dress or hair in any way. she took a step back to admire her. “you look absolutely beautiful, dacey. it's like you stepped out of one of those old hollywood movies.”