forum Light, Dark, and Music (O/O) (CLOSED, STALKERS WELCOME IG??) (gay af)

Started November 15, 2019 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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Esmeray felt her face heat up. "O-oh?" She asked, looking up.

"I was wondering if- Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch?"

"I-I-um… yeah, sure, sounds great!" She said, smiling through the heavy blush on her face.

"G-Great!" Angela gave an awkward thumbs up. "I uh- Here's my phone number." She muttered, pushing a astel yellow sticky note in the other's hand and running.

Esmeray looked down at the sticky note, before breaking into a grin and rushing back to her band mates.

Angela rushed into her band's room, face flushed. "Ya girl's going on a fucking date!"

Esmeray ran into the room in a burst of flowy black fabric and long hair. "NONE OF YOU WILL FUCKING BELIEVE THIS-"

The bandmates looked at each other in shock and Natalia just let out a loud laugh and gave Angela a huf. "Wow, didn't think you'd do it."

Danny looked over her shoulder. "You got her number?"

Esmeray grinned. "Better! I got a date! She asked me out!"

Danny and Alex glanced at each other, before looking back at her. "Um… cool?"

"Hey, have more faith me!"

"Hun, you dated me for a year."

"HEY!"

Esmeray kept freaking out, grinning excitedly, with both Danny and Alex trying to get her to calm down (which proved difficult for Danny, who had Alex firmly in his lap).

(Alrighty!)

Angela blushed bright red and fixed her dress. It was a short yellow sundress with white flowers on it and a white bag with cartoony sparkly angel wings on it. "Okay, I'm at the address she gave me. Okay."

Esmeray looked over herself in the mirror one more time. Her dress was pitch black, broken only by dark purple roses embroidered along the knee length hem, her fishnets weren't ripped for once, her black boots weren't dirtied, and her long back and purple hair was neatly combed to her waist, and her eyeliner was smudged almost perfectly around dark brown eyes. She took a deep breath, wrapping an old dark purple shawl around her shoulders and walking out. "H-hey…"

"You look prettty- I mean, good- I mean, uh- Yes." Angela stuttered out, face somehow a darker red then earlier at the recording studio.

"T-thanks…" She mumbled, blushing. "You- you look cute-" THAT'S WHAT YOU WENT WITH-