#int. – theimpalpable ( Lexine )

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:X (for Lexineeeee)

♫ ||: FIRST THING THAT COMES TO DREW’S MIND ABOUT  @theimpalpable –  Lexine

      ❛ Her eyes are so beautiful…  ❜ there’s even a pause – which should be read as warning, rambling ahead. B e w a r e. – Even more since there is a brief blush on his cheeks at his words. Drew takes a breath. ❛ I mean, her eyes – when she smiles, it reaches her eyes. There’s a sparkle and it’s beautiful, Although, sometimes I can’t catch it because she’s a bit shy and looks away or down, but yeah. ❜

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theimpalpable​:

   HE WAS ADORABLE EVEN WITHOUT MEANING TO. An otter? That made her smile, even chuckle a little before shaking her head. “It’s okay…no need to apologize.” She was about to get ready, pick up her purse and stand up so they could go on their merry way, but his question stopped her. Looking up, the girl’s speechless for a moment; a bit of hesitation taking over.

   Fingers push some strands of hair behind her ear, staring at Drew before doe-esque eyes fall upon the keys. She’s not exactly one to play in front of people…or anyone, for that matter. Lexine usually plays the piano when no one is around, when she knows that eyes won’t be watching her. Ever since her mother used to criticize her when she first started working around the instrument, she’s a tad bit afraid of judgment. 

  “———I…I guess I cou-could.” A pause, swallowing thickly. “Only if you…promise not to laugh. I’m not as good as…uhm, as you are.” Taking a deep breath, she positions herself right in front of the keys once more. Just try to think you’re on your own. “Could you…uhm, count to–to three for me?” 

Drew couldn’t hide the excitement inside, even if he tried, his feet had betrayed him by skipping a step right where he was. His hands buried deep in his pockets, he would almost rock on his heels if he didn’t really gather himself together. ❛  Me? Laughing at your piano skills, pfft. Never. Cross my heart.❜ The pianoman nodded, followed by a reassuring gentle smile on his lips. Had he said this was the perfect ending to a tiring day? Well now it was even more so. Pretty sure the rest of the crew would also love to hear her play, but it was late and one by one had been exiting the bar. Tom had left right after he told Larry he was leaving, so the ones remaining were probably Larry, Lex and himself.

  ❛ Come on, I bet you are wonderful... I can even close my eyes so you don’t feel observed. Look  ❜ His eyes closed momentarily, ready to take in the melody and its colors flowing from Lex’s fingertips at the keys. However, Drew being Drew had sneakily peeked with one eye towards her. ❛ Alright counting to three. One... Two... Three... ❜ 

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THEIMPALPABLE‌:

 A SOFT SIGH falls from tender lips; gentle smile managing to form at his story of how he believes time doesn’t exist whilst being at his work. She surely can’t tell him how to live his life, but she thinks it’d be nice if he could get a PAUSE and the sleep he needs for a change. Lexine feels that one of these days, she’s gonna find him passed out, outside his apartment’s door.

 “Well, honestly, I think it’s great you…enjoy your job so much, you d-don’t, even take time into account b-but———” Suddenly, the doorbell rings, and she can’t help but jump slightly in surprise. She’s not expecting anyone, unless…

 BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ—���—BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!

 Three short buzzes and a long one. She knows who that is. Fingers of her hands stretch and bend as she stands up; small chuckle adorning her mouth. “So-Sorry, I’m gonna—-just a second.” She points toward the door, before politely disappearing from sight.

  From afar, there’s the sound of a door creaking and opening, and then, an EFFUSIVE tone chimes in; led by the plopping of items near the entrance.

  “YOOOOO, Lexy-Lex! How’s it goin’? Sorry for not texting you that I was gonna pop in for a sec, but like, it was improvised, ja feel? I was ‘round the neighborhood and was like ‘I wonder how my BFF Lex’s doing’ and now I’m here!” Cue the sound of a door closing, followed by quick steps that can’t be really stopped, heading into the living room. “AW, GEEZ, YOU GOT SOME MUFFINS UP IN HERE? YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS——” But then, as this newcomer tries to reach out, he notices there’s someone else in the room.

 “Oh, my bad—–pops taught me better than that—sorry, dude, I get too excited sometimes.” Caradoc talks to Drew as if he knows him, even though he really doesn’t. “Oh, uh…did I interrupt somethin’ Lex? Aw, man…”

  “No, we were just chatting. Right, Drew?” Lexine chimes in, chuckling. She knows this is the way Caradoc is. Always stumbling; getting around everywhere due to his outgoing behavior. “Drew, this is Caradoc, my best friend. We’ve been…best friends ever since I can remember.”

  Caradoc extends a gloved hand Drew’s way; a big, goofy grin upon his face. “’Sup Drew! I’m Caradoc. You can totes call me Doc, if you wanna. Or, like, anything else, really.”

𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐘 , and s soft smile pulls at the corner of his lips, head falling forwards gently. It’s the same thing that Mrs. Talbot has told him: you need to rest, you need to sleep. You’re not some kind of  superman, young man!  He could hear her in his mind and the smile on his lips grows. Drew knows that both his neighbor and Lex want the best for him and that includes a better lifestyle, at least when it comes to sleeping.

    ❛ I know, I know… It’s just that, I - ❜ the sound of the doorbell rings in his head too, completely snatching the words out of his mind and his lips. The musician gives a nod and a smile, quite curious though. In the meantime, he reaches out for another muffin happily -quite like a child with a new toy- and chills back giving it a bite.

The sound of a new and unfamiliar voice comes in, triggering colors in his mind so wild with its ups and downs, lines and shapes, so ENTERTAINING. However he doesn’t expect the man to come rushing in and he struggles standing, nearly chocking, shaking his head and clearing his throat.

   ❛ NO, no, we were just chatting indeed. ❜ Drew smiles big looking up at Caradoc and listening to Lex. It was exciting getting to know her friends too, like a little bit more about her by extension of other people. Taking his hand in his, Drew gives it a firm shake.  ❛  Nice to meet you Doc! Well, I’m Drew as Lex said ❜ A chuckle  ❛ It’s just Drew, some people think it’s because I’m an Andrew, but nope. Drew as in Drew Barrymore. ❜ he laughs more then

      ❛ I saw you were going to take a muffin before well, the introduction. Take oooone or two… or three. I was telling Lex she’ll make me gain weight with such delicacies! ❜

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theimpalpable·:

@breathingliife· | bc you said I could 👀

   SITTING IN FRONT OF THE PIANO, she was waiting for Drew to come out. He’d requested a few minutes, which Lexine gladly gave; her patience, as always, being near-infinite. 

  At first, she shyly stared at the instrument, memorizing shape and usual colors. Fingers itched to touch and, after a few seconds, they did; softly caressing ivory and noir. She didn’t want to make a loud sound, so she just pressed one of the keys very gently; a faint echo ringing through. Then, her thumb pushed another one, carefully as she could; opposite hand pretending to play as it hovered. Fingers moved quite effortlessly, just dancing on the air, merely because she didn’t wish to alarm anyone. 

  She was about to continue, when peripheral sight caught a glimpse of a shadow; eliciting a gasp. Her head lifted, noticing that Drew was back; her palm now resting on her chest due to the light jump-scare. 

  “Are you sure…you, uhm, weren’t a cat in another life? I didn’t—I didn’t hear you come in.” 

      It wouldn’t take him more than five minutes, he mused, to say to the rest of the crew that he was leaving . Going home with Lexine would be the perfect ending for a tiring day, and just when he went back he didn’t expect to witness Lexine at the piano. The focused gaze fixed upon the black and white keys and her hand to dance gracefully over them... He could only wonder what beautiful melody she’d be playing if she had chosen to let her fingertips fall and press the keys instead. 

    ❛ A  cat?  ❜ a chuckle spilled off his lips and his head shook, ❛ not that I know of, but I hope I was an otter in my past life. If I could have chosen, I mean. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. ❜   Feet took the last few steps to the piano, to stand next to her and look down at the ivories with fondness in his stare.    ❛ Would you play it for me? ❜ he asked, hoping she would agree to his petition. If it didn’t maybe some puppy eyes and a soft pout would help, yet Drew being Drew if Lex said no, he wouldn’t push it further. ❛ The melody you were playing in the half air piano, like Mike from Friends, but you looked so into it. ❜

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THEIMPALPABLE‌:

 A SOFT SIGH falls from tender lips; gentle smile managing to form at his story of how he believes time doesn’t exist whilst being at his work. She surely can’t tell him how to live his life, but she thinks it’d be nice if he could get a PAUSE and the sleep he needs for a change. Lexine feels that one of these days, she’s gonna find him passed out, outside his apartment’s door.

 “Well, honestly, I think it’s great you…enjoy your job so much, you d-don’t, even take time into account b-but———” Suddenly, the doorbell rings, and she can’t help but jump slightly in surprise. She’s not expecting anyone, unless…

 BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ———BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!

 Three short buzzes and a long one. She knows who that is. Fingers of her hands stretch and bend as she stands up; small chuckle adorning her mouth. “So-Sorry, I’m gonna—-just a second.” She points toward the door, before politely disappearing from sight.

  From afar, there’s the sound of a door creaking and opening, and then, an EFFUSIVE tone chimes in; led by the plopping of items near the entrance.

  “YOOOOO, Lexy-Lex! How’s it goin’? Sorry for not texting you that I was gonna pop in for a sec, but like, it was improvised, ja feel? I was ‘round the neighborhood and was like ‘I wonder how my BFF Lex’s doing’ and now I’m here!” Cue the sound of a door closing, followed by quick steps that can’t be really stopped, heading into the living room. “AW, GEEZ, YOU GOT SOME MUFFINS UP IN HERE? YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS——” But then, as this newcomer tries to reach out, he notices there’s someone else in the room.

 “Oh, my bad—–pops taught me better than that—sorry, dude, I get too excited sometimes.” Caradoc talks to Drew as if he knows him, even though he really doesn’t. “Oh, uh…did I interrupt somethin’ Lex? Aw, man…”

  “No, we were just chatting. Right, Drew?” Lexine chimes in, chuckling. She knows this is the way Caradoc is. Always stumbling; getting around everywhere due to his outgoing behavior. “Drew, this is Caradoc, my best friend. We’ve been…best friends ever since I can remember.”

  Caradoc extends a gloved hand Drew’s way; a big, goofy grin upon his face. “’Sup Drew! I’m Caradoc. You can totes call me Doc, if you wanna. Or, like, anything else, really.”

𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐘 , and s soft smile pulls at the corner of his lips, head falling forwards gently. It’s the same thing that Mrs. Talbot has told him: you need to rest, you need to sleep. You’re not some kind of  superman, young man!  He could hear her in his mind and the smile on his lips grows. Drew knows that both his neighbor and Lex want the best for him and that includes a better lifestyle, at least when it comes to sleeping.

    ❛ I know, I know… It’s just that, I - ❜ the sound of the doorbell rings in his head too, completely snatching the words out of his mind and his lips. The musician gives a nod and a smile, quite curious though. In the meantime, he reaches out for another muffin happily -quite like a child with a new toy- and chills back giving it a bite.

The sound of a new and unfamiliar voice comes in, triggering colors in his mind so wild with its ups and downs, lines and shapes, so ENTERTAINING. However he doesn’t expect the man to come rushing in and he struggles standing, nearly chocking, shaking his head and clearing his throat.

   ❛ NO, no, we were just chatting indeed. ❜ Drew smiles big looking up at Caradoc and listening to Lex. It was exciting getting to know her friends too, like a little bit more about her by extension of other people. Taking his hand in his, Drew gives it a firm shake.  ❛  Nice to meet you Doc! Well, I’m Drew as Lex said ❜ A chuckle  ❛ It’s just Drew, some people think it’s because I’m an Andrew, but nope. Drew as in Drew Barrymore. ❜ he laughs more then

      ❛ I saw you were going to take a muffin before well, the introduction. Take oooone or two… or three. I was telling Lex she’ll make me gain weight with such delicacies! ❜

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THEIMPALPABLE‌:

 HE EARNS A CHUCKLE FROM HER when speaking about gaining weight, shaking her head in the process. “I might make fat-free pastries for you next time.” She jests with a smile. The fact that she’s making JOKES and not STUMBLING a lot on her words means that she feels COMFORTABLE with his presence. Drew just seems to have this LIGHT that constantly brings HAPPINESS to her heart.

 “Remind me to, uhm, buy you a key holder for Christmas.” There goes another little joke, grinning a bit before reaching out to take a muffin from the tray. She’s actually touched by his comment; giving a brief nod of appreciation to him. “Thank you, Drew.” Now she also knows where his spare key is, in case he comes home too TIRED to remember where it went. She goes ahead to take a small bite from the pastry in her hands, trying to figure out what to tell him next because, as BAD as she is at TALKING (she’s better at LISTENING), she really wishes to continue knowing MORE about him.   “A-And…how’s your work? Do you…do you still work until late?

❛ If thy change flavors then I’m not sure I want them ❜ Drew teases back with a grin, then it is obvious that he continues to eat the treat at hand. He cannot help it though, Lex has such a skill and the piano man has told her over and over. However, his last bite is interrupted by the color of her voice rising again, stealing a smile to his lips instead.

 ❛ You know, it’s so nice of you but knowing me, I am sure I’d forget it all together. Maybe a new memory would be best ❜ Drew jokes back, a little chuckle escaping this time. Listening, that is one skill they both had in common and despite falling into those little pauses within the conversation, Drew finds them endearing. He is certain than if they ever just spend an evening without words, they might as well enjoy it.  

 ❛ Oh! Yes, every night to be honest. ❜ A warm smile  ❛ I should sleep more but time just flies so quickly when I’m at the bar you know? Then it’s past midnight and I blink, bam! Time to close! ❜

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THEIMPALPABLE‌:

  CUE THE GIRL SMILING at the memory he’s sharing; her small back currently facing him from the open kitchen. See, it’s now out of disrespect, but the fact that she’s grabbing a tray full with muffins to share. She turns about when the container is in her hands; happily taking it toward the living room. “Yes, I do remember.” Of course, he also remembers when he fell asleep on her sofa; his tiredness getting the best of him that day, the poor guy.

   His grin is contagious; makes her simper grow in size. “Muffins?” She offers, putting them upon the table that’s in front of the sofa, before sitting down. His compliment causes her cheeks to be dusted with a thin coat of pink. “Oh, well…I couldn’t just…leave you there. It’s what…anyone would do, r-right?” A pause. “I’m just hoping you now have those keys, uhm, attached to your belt hoop or something.” She chuckles. “Though, you know you’re always—always welcome to be here.”

   Drew’s senses are always overwhelmed when he finds himself in Lex’s apartment, and he sometimes wonders, well who wouldn’t be? The smell of baked goods, that lovely scent lingering in her place added to the subtle tones her voice leaves behind in his mind’s eyes. ( Not to mention she always makes him feel welcomed and safe )    ❛ I swear I’m going to gain a few pounds but it’s going to be all worth it and I don’t even mind it ❜ he laughed, reaching up to take a muffin from the tray, saying a soft thank you afterwards.  ❛ Uhm… Not really, I keep forgetting them but hey, I have a spare key under the pot outside my door, so if you ever need anything well, there’s that. You’re also welcome at my place too. ❜

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   ❛ Remember when I was so tired and I didn’t have my keys to my apartment so you let me go into yours so I could climb the stairs? ❜ Gentle laugh spill from his lips, Drew is walking through memory lane as he sits right in the same spot that he fell asleep in the day he is talking about. It has been a long while since then, months… Brown eyes stare at the sofa for another moment then look up at her with a bright smile.       ❛ You are such a kind-hearted person Lexine. ❜

@THEIMPALPABLE​ ;W;

[breathingliifearc]

THEIMPALPABLE‌:

 HE EARNS A CHUCKLE FROM HER when speaking about gaining weight, shaking her head in the process. “I might make fat-free pastries for you next time.” She jests with a smile. The fact that she’s making JOKES and not STUMBLING a lot on her words means that she feels COMFORTABLE with his presence. Drew just seems to have this LIGHT that constantly brings HAPPINESS to her heart.

 “Remind me to, uhm, buy you a key holder for Christmas.” There goes another little joke, grinning a bit before reaching out to take a muffin from the tray. She’s actually touched by his comment; giving a brief nod of appreciation to him. “Thank you, Drew.” Now she also knows where his spare key is, in case he comes home too TIRED to remember where it went. She goes ahead to take a small bite from the pastry in her hands, trying to figure out what to tell him next because, as BAD as she is at TALKING (she’s better at LISTENING), she really wishes to continue knowing MORE about him.   “A-And…how’s your work? Do you…do you still work until late?

❛ If thy change flavors then I’m not sure I want them ❜ Drew teases back with a grin, then it is obvious that he continues to eat the treat at hand. He cannot help it though, Lex has such a skill and the piano man has told her over and over. However, his last bite is interrupted by the color of her voice rising again, stealing a smile to his lips instead.

 ❛ You know, it’s so nice of you but knowing me, I am sure I’d forget it all together. Maybe a new memory would be best ❜ Drew jokes back, a little chuckle escaping this time. Listening, that is one skill they both had in common and despite falling into those little pauses within the conversation, Drew finds them endearing. He is certain than if they ever just spend an evening without words, they might as well enjoy it.  

 ❛ Oh! Yes, every night to be honest. ❜ A warm smile  ❛ I should sleep more but time just flies so quickly when I’m at the bar you know? Then it’s past midnight and I blink, bam! Time to close! ❜

[breathingliifearc]

THEIMPALPABLE‌:

  CUE THE GIRL SMILING at the memory he’s sharing; her small back currently facing him from the open kitchen. See, it’s now out of disrespect, but the fact that she’s grabbing a tray full with muffins to share. She turns about when the container is in her hands; happily taking it toward the living room. “Yes, I do remember.” Of course, he also remembers when he fell asleep on her sofa; his tiredness getting the best of him that day, the poor guy.

   His grin is contagious; makes her simper grow in size. “Muffins?” She offers, putting them upon the table that’s in front of the sofa, before sitting down. His compliment causes her cheeks to be dusted with a thin coat of pink. “Oh, well…I couldn’t just…leave you there. It’s what…anyone would do, r-right?” A pause. “I’m just hoping you now have those keys, uhm, attached to your belt hoop or something.” She chuckles. “Though, you know you’re always—always welcome to be here.”

   Drew’s senses are always overwhelmed when he finds himself in Lex’s apartment, and he sometimes wonders, well who wouldn’t be? The smell of baked goods, that lovely scent lingering in her place added to the subtle tones her voice leaves behind in his mind’s eyes. ( Not to mention she always makes him feel welcomed and safe )    ❛ I swear I’m going to gain a few pounds but it’s going to be all worth it and I don’t even mind it ❜ he laughed, reaching up to take a muffin from the tray, saying a soft thank you afterwards.  ❛ Uhm… Not really, I keep forgetting them but hey, I have a spare key under the pot outside my door, so if you ever need anything well, there’s that. You’re also welcome at my place too. ❜

[breathingliifearc]

   ❛ Remember when I was so tired and I didn’t have my keys to my apartment so you let me go into yours so I could climb the stairs? ❜ Gentle laugh spill from his lips, Drew is walking through memory lane as he sits right in the same spot that he fell asleep in the day he is talking about. It has been a long while since then, months… Brown eyes stare at the sofa for another moment then look up at her with a bright smile.       ❛ You are such a kind-hearted person Lexine. ❜

@THEIMPALPABLE​ ;W;