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Cassie's eyes roamed Marissa's face as the girl seemed to be trying to form a coherent sentence. She felt her lips spread into a small smirk as the girl stared at her own hand -- Cassie really did miss this girl, even if she thought for a second she was hated by said girl because of the previous history between them. The brief hug caught Cass off guard though, since she was lost in her thoughts, but she returned it quickly nevertheless, putting her arms around Rissa's waist and squeezing her frame before the girl ran off. With a small smile still on her lips Cass waved back at the happy girl walking away from her. 

"N-no!" sh exclaimed, "Don’t apologize, this was like, awesome, like, great."  She didn’t want Cassie to feel bad for having held her up, when in reality it had been the best surprise she’d gotten in a long time. Suddenly, she found the girl beside her, her hand in Cassie’s and goosebumps running up her arms at the sensation of her touch. "I, uh," her face reddening. "Yeah, totally call you, uh" she paused again, "drinks and uh, stuff." She smiled again, looking at the permanent ink on her skin and wrapped her arms around Cassie’s neck for a brief second before she ran off,  looking over her shoulder with a happy wave.

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"You are sincerely the most chivalrous gentleman I've had the pleasure of meeting in this town so far," she admits with an impressed smile resting on her lips. "Hm, well I'm an actress so I believe the arts in general are my passion. How about you, Gunnar?"

"The honor would be all mine." placing a hand over his chest he half bows in his seat. "That they do. I surely look forward to it then." he smiles at the prospect. "So tell me, what kinds of things interest you, Cassandra?"

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"It would be an honor to share your company on a tour of this place," she smiles, meeting the man's gaze with her own playful one. "You're far too kind. I'd be happy to show you my version of that drink some other time though. Specially since I like to think everyone makes it taste a little different."

"Well in that case, I have been told on occasion that I make pretty good company, but perhaps I should let you be the judge. I know St. Augustine pretty well so I would be happy to oblige." he offers, a charming smile set in place. He wasn’t sure how much time his schedule permitted, but he’d definitely make room for the blonde especially since she wasn’t planning to be sticking around. Nathaniel was never one to miss an opportunity of such a lovely view. "Really? Then I suppose I’m truly lucky to have made your acquaintance then."

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Five songs for Five Years: 2/5

With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I’ll show you everything With arms wide open Now everything has changed I’ll show you love I’ll show you everything With arms wide open

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"The reminders were always my favorite though," she admitted with a one sided shrug as she blinked. "Hmm, well it depends on the company but I tend to love the little added company," in reality, Cass wouldn't really prolong meetings with either guys or girls in any bars (strangers, possible one night stands, or otherwise) whenever she goes out. But she found this man intriguing and she didn't have to wake up at five in the morning the next day for rehearsals so she didn't mind taking her time. Raising an eyebrow at Gunnar's description of the drink she smiled once again. "Well you've got that description on point. It's one of the drinks I seem to be an expert at, you see."

"Quite, but I’m sure you must already know that." he replies raising a brow. She was definitely a girl that knew she was attractive and wore it well. "It would depend heavily on where your interests lie and if you’d prefer doing things on your own or having a little added company." he answers though a beautiful woman like her probably wasn’t traveling alone to begin with. "I guess you could say a tall blonde is one of my preferences. They have a nice taste. Tangy, yet sweet and if made right a bit of kick. It’s a good mixture on the palette."

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"Is that so?" She asked almost innocently but not quite. "Hmm... do you happen to have any suggestions, Gunnar?" Cass tried to focus this one time and maintain her gaze in one place instead of travelling elsewhere. At his reply for his drink, she felt the smirk she was sporting not so long ago reappear and take residence upon her lips. If only I could help you with that, she thought to herself. "I've heard it's quite the amazing drink. I'm guessing you've had it before?"

"You make it pretty easy for them to come by." he comments raising his shoulders in return. "Well there are definitely a lot of things to do around here so I’m sure you’ll manage to keep yourself entertained." he straightens the cuff of his suit. "I was thinking of maybe ordering another aged scotch, but now I’m kind of in the mood for a tall blonde." he answers - definitely meaning the drink, of course. 

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Chuckling at Rissa's reaction she was about to tell her to loosen up a bit but the girl seemed to be running late for her class. "Oh, shit -- sorry for keeping you," she said, before digging into her purse and managing to take out her trusty sharpie. "C'mere," she said, taking Rissa's hand and pulling her close as she turned so she'd be standing next to her instead of front so she could write her number on the girl's palm. Once she did she turned her head to look at Rissa with a small smile. "Call me for those drinks and catching up chats, kay?" 

"Well," she replied with a small pause as she bit her lip, a confused smile pulling at the corners of her mouth as she tried to decipher Cassie's wink, "that's good. The, uh, the gay thing." She was truly impressed with how awkward she still was in the girl's presence, even after all these years. Glancing at her cell phone, her eyes widened. "Shit. Hey, I have a class in like fifteen." She paused again, thinking. "But, uh, did you maybe wanna, like, catch up sometime? Uh, drinks?"

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"Well we sort of met halfway after the whole Ali thing and we've been together ever since," Cassie said and while it may have sounded differently, she did meant as friends -- considering both of the party's sexuality. "Aw, really? That's adorable. Does he look like you?"

"Nope… no male friends in my life," she said simply with a wave of her hand. "Leo? Wow, you guys still keep in touch?" she smiled, thinking about the card of a guy that she’d met in the house. "Yeah, it’s more than okay! I’m sure Connor would love to meet you two. He’s a little shy, but once he talks to you some, I’m sure he’ll warm up to you."

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Her eyes fall to his lips, watching the man's smirk spread across his lips before she forced herself to return her eyes to his to. "You're just full of compliments, aren't you? I think we might get along perfectly," she slightly shrugged. At his subtle yet suggestive comment, she smirked. "You and me both," she decided to reply, letting him believe what he wished of what she said. "Is that so? What are you having tonight?" She asked -- definitely meaning his drink, of course.

"I can assure you those stereotypes are quite true and you would certainly fit right in." he replies with a smirk. Beautiful, blonde hair, and blue eyes, she made for the perfect so called snow bunny. "Ah, a vacation. Well I certainly hope you enjoy and indulge yourself while you’re here." he says with slightly casually suggestive. "A bourbon it is. Definitely my type of woman." he smiles impressed by her drink of choice calling over the bartender to get her drink.

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"Wow, Sweden? I've heard it's a beautiful place. Very punctual people too but that'd just be borderline stereotyping," she teased. "Oh I was born and raised in Philly but then moved to New York 'cause I work there. I'm here on vacation," she shrugged and waved him off when he seemed to have remembered to ask her if she wanted a drink. She would never think it's rude of someone not to but when they do offer, she loves it. "Not rude at all, I promise. But since you're offering I would love a glass of bourbon."

"I’m from Sweden originally, but I’ve lived in the states for quite some time now and I’ve been here in St. Augustine around seven years." he answers. "And yourself?~ How rude of me to not ask. Would you like something to drink?"

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"Thank you," she said, genuinely smiling. "You certainly do know how to flatter a lady," she mentioned as she watched him take his drink. Taking her lower lip into her mouth, she tried to focus on the small talk she believed most of everyone seem to have. "Are you from here, Gunnar? Because you have quite the interesting name."

Shaking her hand he couldn’t help, but be drawn in by her features now that she was much closer. “Cassandra is a beautiful name. Quite fitting. A Trojan princess.” he replies smiling softly before taking a drink of his scotch. 

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Satisfied that the handsome stranger obliged, Cassie moved from her seat to the one next to him. At his introduction, she nodded, turning her body slightly towards him. "Its a pleasure to meet you, Gunnar," she said as she extended her hand for him to shake. "I'm Cassandra... or whichever nickname you prefer to call me," she finished with a small shrug.

"By all means, please do." he smiles sweeping a hand out in a welcoming gesture. "I’m Nathaniel or Gunnar. Which ever you like better."

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Taking a small sip from her drink she felt her lips turn into a smile once again at his compliment. "I guess we're both well versed when it comes to giving compliments." Looking over at the empty seat next to him, she gestured towards it, "you mind if I join you?"

"You certainly know how to flatter a man, but I think I should be the one staring." he grinned.

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"Can't give a girl a hard time for appreciating the view for a little longer," she eyed him before flashing him a smile.

"I didn’t know glances were quite so prolonged." he raises his brows at the blonde. 

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Having looked away from the stranger, she felt forced to look back seeing as he had said something. Hearing his words she smirked. "It's called glancing, handsome."

"Isn’t it considered rude to stare?"

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"Well, I personally believe having a wife would be way more satisfactory than having a husband, but I'm biased 'cause I'm still just as gay," she winked, a smile still resting upon her lips, mostly amused with Rissa's somewhat flustered. 

"Yeah, I know," she said, flushing a bit more at the sound of Cassie;s giggle. "Ha, yeah, maybe," she admitted, "but can I substitute the husband for a wife?" She laughed again at the stupidity of their conversation, surprised at how natural it all felt.

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Cassie's heart melted a little at the Rissa's pout. Even though she knew it was fake, it still happened to be quite adorable. "I was messing with you," she clarified with a small smile. Cass giggled at what RIssa had to say about her dog. "You're totally living up to that white girl image there, Ris. All you need is a husband and some kids."

"I wasn’t, I just.„" she huffed, rolling her eyes and faking a pout. "I’m just glad for you is all." Hearing the nickname fall from Cassie’s lips was enough to send a tingle down Rissa’s spine, and the familiar butterflies found their way back to the pit of her stomach as she looked at the girl, taking in her once-familiar features. "Oh, George. He’s an idiot. But he’s my idiot." She laughed a little, thinking of the big shaggy animal that probably lay asleep in her bed as they spoke.