*disclaimer * I changed the face claim to Halle Bailey, mainly because Ice Spice's reign as Ms. Poopy for lack of better words grosses me out a bit; feel free to imagine who you like but I did redesign the story with my other poc face claim.... hope you guys still like it!
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ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴠɪᴇᴡ In an Upscale Restaurant Iɴ Bᴀʟᴛɪᴍᴏʀᴇ, Mᴀʀʏʟᴀɴᴅ Wɪᴛʜ Aᴍᴀʀʏʟʟɪs Aɴᴅ Eʟɪᴊᴀʜ UNEDITED
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𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌, Elijah couldn't help but softly smile as he watched her wide eyes looking over the sparkle that'd grown in Amaryllis's eyes.
Not having thought he would be able to bring out the excitement from Amaryllis's being, knowing that she was very determined to remind him of the fact that he'd taken her partly against her will.
Something he'd hope she would begin to overlook, despite it being a clear fact as they began to walk a head to the hostess's booth despite the line that was waiting outside the restaurant.
"No I'm afraid," He softly admitted as he glanced back a head of them, their light steps giving him time to explain their date over to her as she looked around at the interior. "my brother'll have to take all the praise for this place himself, he prefers to watch others converse and go about their lives."
Elijah noted taking a glance around the opening of the restaurant reminiscing on his brother's love for observing others, taking in their mannerisms, movements, and mentalities in order to use it all against them.
