#v; such a storm of feelings (zari&willa)
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Willa had thrown a very small party at her Oakland apartment. She invited a few of her friends from school, a couple coworkers, and a regular or two that she had grown close with over to just hang out. The spring semester had wrapped up and she just had the sudden urge to invite a few of her favorite people over as a way to celebrate surviving another semester. Among those favorite people was Zari, a quiet art student Willa had a few classes with as she finished up some pre-recs. She was sweet and seemed like she needed a friend. Willa was easy going and it didn’t take much for her to enjoy a person’s company. Zari and her became school friends and eventually started to hangout outside of school.
Her neighbor Raj, her coworker Paula, Paula’s ‘friend’ Josh, and Zari were all taking shots in the kitchen while Willa was finishing up a round of Mario Kart on her Switch with a few people. Willa placed 1st place in the race. She raised her arms and wooed in her victory and as soon as her arms went up, Zari appeared in her lap. Willa was high and a little drunk, not really sure why Zari was singing but it made her smile. “Have you come to congratulate me on my victory?”
The three other people she had played against got up from the couch, leaving the two sitting together alone. Willa couldn’t help but smile in amusement as Zari complimented her. Without thinking about it, Willa’s hand rested on Zari’s thigh. “Do I now?” she asked, giving Zari a playful model-esque look, raising a brow as she tried to look serious before chuckling some. She smiled a little more when Zari called her pretty. “What? You saying you want to sketch me? Paint me? I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, Zari,” her smirk grinned a little more. They were friends, but it didn’t meant Willa didn’t find Zari attractive. She didn’t like to lead with her flirting foot all the time, even though she had that chill-cool-guy vibe about her when she did flirt. Zari was a good friend and she didn’t want to overstep any boundaries with her. Willa, however, couldn’t help but be a little more flirty since Zari was there in her lap, giving her compliments. She was flirting with her, she thought, and she didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
Zari wasn’t really a party type of person. Large groups of people typically made her nervous and especially when she drank she could get a little out of hand. When Willa brought up the party earlier she wasn’t sure if she was going to go even if it had been just a few people. She’d taken to Willa early on, she just had such a precious vibe about her, how couldn’t she?
Eventually, she’d been convinced and had come. It wasn’t nearly as many people there as she’d thought it’d be but something about the amount of strangers in her space still made her anxiety skyrocket...until she was invited to do shots. Of course the liquor had made her loosen up, becoming quick friends with Raj, Paula, Josh. Although Paula and Josh had been entering their own world, she spoke to Raj most of the time until she’d started to wonder about Willa again.
Zari stopped babbling to look over at the TV screen for a moment before screaming a little. “Congratulatiooooons my Willa flower.” The girl smiled widely and cupped her cheeks again. Zari nodded at the mention of sketching or painting her. It’d be interesting. Willa had very strong features but was still feminine in her own way which isn’t something she had a lot of experience with, at least not with people. But the real issue would be with capturing her aura; Willa could be so mysterious. “Whateeeever I want, you say.” She wagged her eyebrows playfully, laughing again. She liked what was happening here, whatever it was. She could admit she was openly flirting with the woman, which was outside of her nature, but it wasn’t like Willa was sore on the eyes and she was cool to be around. Why wouldn’t she flirt with someone like that?
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It had been a few days since the whole debacle of it all and Zari didn’t sing often but when she had a lot of emotions, some of which she wasn’t quite sure what to express, she took on a different art form; pen to paper. At first they’d started as poems when she was younger, silly little poems that often had no structure, maybe didn’t rhyme, and probably didn’t make much sense. But once she was in middle school and she learned she could sing a bit, they’d transformed into songs. It wasn’t until she was in college did she begin to record some of them. Her songs were such a different part of her from her artwork that she hadn’t shared it with many people, the fact that she could sing being lost on plenty of friends.
She had just been down for a bit and knew that the studio might do her some good. There was some solace she could find in the quiet of the studio, and about being able to actually say how she was feeling without being judged. She was used to it when her artwork but...there was just something more personal to her about singing. So she’d gotten dressed, in a garment she made of her own- she liked to combine the two things she loved most, fashion design and singing, and made her way to the studio.
I was being pulled different ways, when I needed some space I know you don't mean it that way, but at the end of the day I just
The woman hadn’t been feeling that upbeat the past few days for obvious reasons. And maybe she’d been avoiding Willa- well she definitely has been doing that- but she wasn’t necessarily sad about all of it either. She wasn’t quite sure how to describe it and that was how she’d came up with this song she was currently feeling out in the booth. She’d recorded the instruments and beats before hand, not specifically for this song but because sometimes she just needed to do something musically.
Feel like I wanna cry, it's okay If I forget to smile, its okay And if I need some time for piece of mind, its okay
She did get really into it when she sang. Most of the time, it was relief for her and maybe all of this wasn’t fair to Willa- the way she was acting. But Zari was very in tune with herself and if she had any hope of really moving on, she needed her space. And seeing Willa with Bennette wasn’t exactly working for her in any way. And even if it didn’t seem that way, she was happy for her. She just wasn’t sure how to express that when she felt so down.
All that I ask is Today let me sit in my sorrow Promise I'll be better tomorrow The one that you love hasn't changed
She also wasn’t so sure she could really pretend that wasn’t still into her. Her game plan was originally to just, stay away until she got over it but that had proven to be ineffective. But what did seem to be working was her studio session. Something about when she was listening to the song being played back made her feel far less stressed, like a weight was off of her shoulders. And that meant that she’d done what she came to do. She had that release. The only issue was she didn’t know how long it would last.
Its just one of them days, ohh
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⁂ Zari flirting with Willa
zari was…terrible, really. when it came down to it, she and flirting didn’t really mix however when she had a few drinks in her system, she was a lot more into it. her shy nature sort of melted away but that was always the case when she was with willa in the first place. they were just friends but zari had always been attracted to her presence and aura in general. the tiny 5′2 woman bounded from her kitchen after taking another shot and plopped herself down on willa’s lap, a big smile on her face as she wrapped her arms around her neck. “willa-la-la-la-laaaaa.” she sang. “you have such strong features. i know you like your time be-hic-hind the camera but you’re so pretty…”
#okayyeahsurewhynotcool#[zari is talking to willa] okayyeahsurewhynotcool#v; such a storm of feelings (zari&willa)
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