I Let My Heart Go [Luna]

[Lore Archer]

It's somewhere down at the bottom
I'll get a new one and come back
For the hope that you've stolen.

The Outfit

What the fuck was he doing here?

He stared around himself with an irritable grimace on his lips. He didn't do malls, so what has possessed him to think he should be here? On the weekend no less. People milled about, the low murmur of a hundred voices hurting his ears. He wasn't a hateful or hermit by any means, but he wasn't exactly a people person either. He would rather be in a bar right now trying to get wasted and bed a couple of pretty ladies than be here.

So why wasn't he?

...Oh right, his mother's birthday was coming up.

God damn it.

His black shoes squeaked against the tile as he set off, his hands jammed in his pockets and his eyes wandering around, searching for a store that would sell something his mom might like. Then again, she liked just about everything. He sighed – this was going to be difficult. Well. He had to try.

He ducked into the first store on his right – Nope, sports stuff. Not too lady like.

He tried the next – Outdoors stuff. She wouldn't have much use with any of that.

He continuously darted in and out of stores without coming back with a single thing. Guess he just wasn't having a whole lot of luck today. Dammit. With a sigh of defeat he parked himself on an empty bench and sat back, on hand settling along the back of the chair. Might as well people watch as he thought of something to get the only woman in his life.

This was already looking like it was gonna be a rough day.

Weren't days off were supposed to be relaxing?

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[Luna Ray Zaphyr]

I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like.
I'm the kind that boys fantasize.
I'm the kind that your momma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like.

The Outfit

- - -

Luna stood in front of a store and eyed the pair of shoes in the window. They were bright red pumps, and they looked amazing. Although, Luna didn't have the money right now, she still swore that she would get them one day soon. Maybe her next paycheck? Yes, her next paycheck.

She sighed and turned around to walk to the food court around the corner. She spied a Mexican stand and she nearly went nuts. Luna scooted up to the counter, smiled, and ordered in Spanish a beef fajita. Oh God, she loved those with her very life, almost more than men. Almost.

As she finished her fajita, she brushed her black slacks off and wiped her lips gently. Her bright red shirt contrasted with the purple booth she sat at, and her belt around her waist helped detail how skinny she actually was. As Luna stood, she spied the back of a male across the way sitting on one of those random chairs in the halls. A smile found her lips, as she disposed of her trash and began walking toward him. Her black pumps barely made any noise as she approached him from behind.

She quietly sighed and sat down on the opposite bench, to his back, to his right. She never took the time to see his face, and hopefully he hadn't noticed her. If he looked as good from the front as he did the back, she would fuck the shit out of him. Right here, right now.

"So, what are you wandering around the mall for?"