forum In Fair Verona // Modern Romeo and Juliet // Private RP - CLOSED

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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I eyed her suspiciously, but nodded. “I am often more inclined to order a slice of the feta cheese pizza, myself.” I replied softly.

"Why don't we share a small pizza?" I suggested, doing my best to smooth over the tension I had created. "Feta cheese, like you said."

I cleared my throat, nodding. “That sounds perfect.” I replied stiffly.

I took note of his stiffness but didn't comment, leaning back in my chair. "Is there anything you'd like to order for dessert?"

“Juliet, perhaps we should just skip dessert and go home early.” I suggested quietly, fidgeting with the edge of the tablecloth.

"If you'd like," I murmured in response, careful to show none of the relief I felt. "Are you sure you're alright? You look like you want to say something."

“I’m quite alright.” I assured her, rubbing at the tender patch of discolored skin on the back of my neck. “I’m just tired.”

He kept rubbing at that spot… Vaguely, I wondered why. Giving him a slight nod, I turned back to my menu, humming softly.

I would have to go home late tonight, I realized, staring at my menu. My parents would be furious if they found out I ended the date early. I shut the menubas the waiter came over, ordering a glass of water and the pizza.

I ordered a glass of sparkling water, relieved that Paris hadn't ordered any alcohol. "So, Paris. Tell me a bit more about yourself?"

It was a miracle that my internal panic had not yet seeped back into my expression.

“I had another boxing match last weekend.” I told her, forcing myself to look somewhat happy.

"That's nice," I hummed, clenching my hands into fists beneath the table in order to vent off a bit of my mountainous anxiety. "Did you win?"

“Yeah, it was a bit of a close call. Thought I lost a tooth at one point.” I attempted to joke lightly.?

"Ouch." I played along, allowing myself a joking wince. "But you're alright?"

“Always am.” I forced a smile onto my face before looking back down at the table. “How have you been?”

Awful.

"Good enough, I suppose," I replied instead, pushing a hand through my hair. "Things are hectic with school, but that's just the usual. No fights lately."

“Good to hear.” I replied politely. “Is Angelo allowing you to go to college?”

"I……." Biting my lip, I tipped my head in his direction. "He says that's up to you, not him. But I wouldn't be able to go next year, anyways, there's not enough time."

“Well, if you’d like to, I think you should. It’s good to be well rounded, even when you’re in a business like ours.” I looked up at her, suddenly feeling bad for her too. “It would give you some time to adjust and take expectations off us to… you know… until we’re botj older.”

I think my palms were bleeding from how hard my nails were digging into them beneath the table.

But, strangely, I felt a surge of gratitude at his offer. "Thank you…" I murmured, forcing my lips to curve upwards. "That means a lot to me."

“It’s human decency.” I shrugged. “Though I guess neither of us get ahold of that too often.” I sighed, subconsciously pawing at my neck again.

"I suppose…." My eyes went to his hand again—why did he keep rubbing the back of his neck?

“Is there anything else you’d like to ask me?” I looked up at her again, feeling my nerves start to settle.

“Is there anything else you’d like to tell me?” I answered easily, biting my lip.

“That’s cheating…” A small, but eased smile found its way onto my lips. “I don’t think so, not much has happened.”