Roleplay-ing

"Yes. Definitley." She smiled,"How about...one of these days I invite some directors and some modeling agents too watch you. Oh and trust me, you won't know who it is..but I'll do what I need to. Make sure you are working monday, tuesday and thursday, okay?" 

"My gut...my gut is telling me that I am being so fucking insensitive to Delvin if I leave. But then If I do choose him, I wouldn't...I wouldn't know if thats what I want. Tell me to stop stressing," He started to pace even faster,"I can't fucking do this. This just feels all rushed and it feels too fast, this is crazy but this reminds me of her death...too fast and it was rushed..." He started to tear up again 

"Oh right," Lacy finished with her burger seconds later. "But can I admit something to you?" It all happened in a spur of the moment and it remained on the tip of her tongue. There was a reason she came here tonight to tell someone the truth and she felt like she could trust Celia. 

Lucas tried not to sob but it made it much worse. The last two weeks have been stressful and getting increasingly too fast paced for him. He just needed something to go right. "What' that..?" He stuttered out as he tried to stop crying

Lacy watched as she turned her back and it suddenly made the air around her start to leave her lungs and feel at bliss as she could finally admit it aloud but she worried about trusting her, She worried about trusting anyone that her heart hammered and she closed her eyes and whispered, too low for Celia too hear,"I like girls."

"How is it impulsive thinking?" He questioned lightly, confused. 

Lacy looked at Celia unexpectantly and slowly shook her head,"it is a big deal to me... I can't..tell anyone. and  I don't like...my boyfriend. I'm... She paused,She realized how awful it seemed seconds later and she looked at the floor and sighed,"I...I should go. I shouldn't have said anything,"

"Oh, right." Lucas said then smiled lightly,"This...may be fucking something up but," He kissed him lightly on the lips,"I am really sorry." He said lowly. 

"It's not that. I shouldn't have said anything...but I don't know if I can trust you," She said quietly,"And I haven't ever admitted this aloud and I don't even know why I did to you?" She crossed her arms, shook her head,"Besides, my parents have no clue where I am."

"I can't go home exactly. I am no longer an assistant for E News. I am becoming a writer," He nodded slightly,"I'm on my lunch break." 

"Why wouldn't you be able to trust me?" Celia questioned, sliding the salt shaker towards the edge of the table. "I don't know why you told me either. Honestly, I think you're gorgeous. And knowing that you swing that way is playing in my advantage." Celia joked. "Only kidding. I know what kind of bad attention that would bring." 

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"What...what do you mean you aren't an assistant?" Matty questioned. "That's great! What genre are you writing?" He asked. "I need to close up. Give me five minutes then we'll actually go out for some diner food?" 

"I don't really know you and..." Lacy shook her head, shurgged,"Just really strange of me that I said anything." She paused and smiled slyly, then laughed when she said that,"I actually find you really attractive," She tilted her head to the side,"But Yeah I know. It...would be terrible." She said sadly then shrugged.

"I live pretty far....so," He cleared his throat,'I had to say this and go back to work. It takes about 20 minutes to get there. But, tonight? Would you want to go to dinner?"

Lacy hugged her until she felt better which seemed to be a minute later. She smiled back,"I really....I really should go. But I'll be back for you Miss Celia," She smirked before she grabbed the shake and walked out of the cafe. She placed her hoodie up and continued walking down the street.