#❛ ✖︎ — ft — s flores. °
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SHE LIGHTS UP AT THIS NEW INFORMATION, doesn't know why she's envisioned life in the spotlight to be more like a bird in a cage. still clementine keeps close to coco as they leave the hotel, feeling a bit like an impostor — coco is a star, in every sense of the word, and clem is just a nobody who happens to have a guitar. « okay, good to know, thanks, » she smiles, scanning the area around them for options. « should we bring something back to the room for athena too ? »
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THE THOUGHT OF COCO DISLIKING ANYONE makes clem scrunch her nose, wondering what any of them have done to deserve it — convinced they must've done something. « sure. i've met them a couple of times, but they're not the most ... receptive of strangers i think. » she's only really talked to christian and only because they have to. she opens the door of restaurant they've pointed out and lets coco enter first.
Just the words 'midnight' and 'fighter' made Coco wrinkle her nose. "Not really, we're not really besties or anything. Actually, some of them are kind of super annoying," she admitted, then immediately felt bad. So she backtracked. "But we just have a little history, and some of them are really all right. You should see what you think, don't just take my word for it."
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SILENTLY, CLEMENTINE IS GRATEFUL she gets to share a hotel room with athena and coco. they seem genuinely sweet and the midnight fighters intimidate her too much — the exception being christian, who simultaneously charms her and gets on her nerves.
athena is god knows where and so it’s only coco and clem left in the room. clem stands in the middle of it, gazing around, before eyes settle on coco. she’s bashful, hands in her pockets, when she speaks. « so, how does this work ? » she asks, clueless. « like .. when do we eat ? » tour has been thrown at her much like fame has as well and she’s having a tough time adjusting.
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THERE'S A LIGHT BLUSH CREEPING ONTO clem's cheeks at coco's compliment. as if this didn't already feel unreal enough. one of us. it's enough to make clem want to cry. « okay, you have to stop or i'll actually combust, » she teases, but gives coco's arm an appreciative squeeze. she scoots into booth, giving the host a smile before turning back to coco. « did it take long getting used to ? i mean, becoming household names and all. »
Of course Coco's first instinct was concern, her eyebrows knitting together, but then she broke into a grin. "No, I know exactly what you mean. That's how I felt the entire first tour. But I tend to run nauseous," she joked...kind of. She was really anxious. "But you're one of us now! And you're so freaking good, I couldn't believe your set tonight. You're gonna be a star, girl." They got to the restaurant and the host tucked them into a corner booth. Coco was glad; she wanted the chance to chit chat and get to know Clementine.
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SHE THINKS ABOUT HOW MUCH more secure it must feel, being here with your best friends, having had the same history, the same rise to fame. for just a second clem feels jealous. « like i might throw up, » she confesses with a strained laughter. « but also excited about it ? does that sound insane ? » probably. « it's all just happened so fast. and i'm on tour with all of you guys. it's like i'm in a wattpad story. »
"Yeah, some of them can be pretty tight. But I guess, me, Athena, and River can be tight too, since we grew up together," Coco replied, more diplomatically now. The last thing she wanted to do on this tour was start drama. The Midnight Fighters would do enough of that for everyone. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the though. She clapped her hands together then, turning to Clementine with a bright smile, so she could change the subject. "Enough about them. What about you? First night on tour, and this is our oyster." She swept a hand grandly over the city lights that winked all around them. "How are you feeling?"
#❛ ✖︎ — th — c santos. °#❛ ✖︎ — int — clem ╱ coco. °#❛ ✖︎ — ft — s flores. °#hi remember me#casually crawling back like 5 months later
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PEOPLE ARE STARING; no doubt at coco, clem would've been too just a few months ago. coco seems unfazed, calm and cool as ever, and clem soon falls into comfortable step beside her. « mm, i could go for a taco. or five, » she grins, taking in the sights around her. she's never traveled much outside of her little town before. « do you guys ever hang out with midnight fighters ? or do you usually ... just do your own thing ? » she knows she should probably spend more time with them, with christian at the very least, but trailing after coco feels so natural.
"Mmm, good idea, I'll text her to see what she wants and make sure she hasn't already eaten." After tapping out a quick message to Athena, she turned back to Clementine with her signature thousand-watt smile. "Okay, so what are you feeling? I see tacos, I see burgers, I see Chinese, I see a lot to choose from." Her hand swept grandly over their surroundings, nudging Clementine to make the call; Coco wanted her first night on tour to be perfect.
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