And I've got my mind.

[untodeath]

Who: Grell and William
When: October 6th
Where: Temple of Ma'at
What: There are apologies to be made.


text;

I'm outside. Come meet me?


[ The points of Grell's teeth press into her bottom lip, as she taps 'Send'.

Yes, she's feeling a tad anxious; she'd made a grievous mistake last night, and hasn't any idea how to make up for it. It isn't often that she regrets her actions - far more rare, is for her to bother addressing it at all.

This is William, however. More specifically, this concerns how she'd just thrown away the opportunity to taste success after a century-long pursuit of his affections. At the time, it made perfect sense to her, but now...

Now, she stands outside the entrance to his temple, waiting. Intruding would not do her any favors, at the moment, and she wouldn't care to bother with his shinki, either. Not while she has so much on her mind, and must command herself to focus. ]

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[death_glare]

[ The faint chime from his phone has William looking up from his book. He casually picks it up from the side table, immediately frowning when he sees who the message is from. He takes only a moment to consider his options in this scenario before putting his phone back down and turning to the next page in his book.

The only indication Grell will get that he's heard her request is the little footnote below her text changing from "delivered" to "read". ]

the date!

[untodeath]

[ It is just before noon, and Grell finds herself fussing over the final touches.

Well, in truth, she's been ready for nearly an hour now, but relaxing whilst browsing on her phone hadn't turned out to be an ineffective distraction. Perhaps wearing her hair up for a change would be interesting, she thought-- and immediately after, changed her mind. The jewelry she opted for was nice, but perhaps understated. No, it definitely tied together best with the simpler necklace.... Oh, but should she put gloss on top of this lip color?

No, no. It's time to cute herself off, she decides! It's with an exasperated sigh that she drapes across her bed, reaching to pick up her phone and check for any missed notifications. Of course, there are none; she would have heard the obnoxious chime, if any popped up.

Ah well. This gives her time for a few cute selfies, at least. ]