#feat ⊰ sade ━━━━━ rust and stardust

[pcrdidcs]

their eyes widen upon seeing her dab at her forehead with a quick and panicked snatch of a nearby napkin. he gasps audibly, his hand to his chest though the urge to grasp her wrist and ensure her that she's nothing if not beautiful under the glow of the artificial lights and the universe's aura. "my goodness," nikhil says. "no, you're not sweaty at all. i meant what i saw inside—your soul, i mean, not your forehead. i apologize; i really should be clearer . . . " when she cups his face and describes that his eyes are like oceans, he falls into his role and stares back into her eyes, dramatically swooning and sighing. "and my lovely sade—there is nothing but wonder and starlight behind those blooming irises! they say we are nothing but rust and stardust, but i believe you were only touched by celestial illumination ! . . . and then i exit left dreamily." they laugh, imagining the two of them on stage in heavy and sweaty shakespearan outfits. "i wouldn't mind a history of the bicycle," they remark. "it's a nice palette cleanser to all of the music and poetry. and, who knows, maybe they way you tell it or hold yourself on stage will showcase a little bit of music and poetry, too."

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-ˋˏ ‏‏‎ ‎꒰ ‏‏‎ 🪐 ‏‏‎ ‎꒱‏‏‎ ‎ ──‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎"  twinkle  ?  glisten  ?  i'm  not  THAT  sweaty,  am  i  ?  "  sade  reaches  up  to  dab  at  her  forehead,  pulling  her  fingers  away  so she could  see  if  there  was  anything  left  there.  that's  so  not  the  point  of  what  he's  saying──  it  was  a  compliment,  sadie  !──  but  she  brings  a  napkin  up  to  wipe  anything  away  just  in  case.  "  put  me  up  on  the  microphone  and  you're  just  going  to  get  the  entire  history  of  the  bicycle.  "  she  saw  a  video  on  it,  recently,  and  has  been  itching  to  tell  someone  about  it.  sade's  been  keeping  her  mouth  shut,  though  !  maybe that's what he was sensing from her sweaty aura. "  though  i  think  that'd  be  better  than  some  of  the  stuff  the  people  up  there  are  saying,  don't  you  think  ?  oh,  wonderful  nikhil,  "  reaching  her  hands  out,  she  cups  his  face  jokingly,  "  your  eyes. . .  they're  like  oceans  !  yes  !  oceans  !  can  you  believe  it  ?  i've  never  heard  that  metaphor  before.  "