i asked clare what to do with Grover and Juniper for this week and she said, “i dunno, something with Earth Day.” and it hit me how much they would LOVE Earth Day, it’d be like their favorite day of the year geez.
By Chance Part 3 - Drake x MC (A Royal Romance Mini-Fanfic Series)
[A little note: I was really motivated to finish this when I woke up this morning. For those who’re wondering -part 1 and part 2 are here. To everyone else, hope you enjoy reading! Feedback is always encouraged if not appreciated!]
[Summary: Drake isn’t sure if this restaurant is the right place to spend dinner after running into Riley (MC). One meal later and she’s convinced him and the rest of Liam’s bachelor party not to end the night yet.]
Conflate - to combine two things, to blend together into a composite whole.
She hadn’t seen him
Her forehead was
creased and a tiny frown enwrapped her lips as she scribbled something busily onto
her notepad. Her hair was different from her photos; tightly pulled back into a
ponytail and she looked as if she hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep from the smidge
of darkness around her eyes.
And yet, his reaction at
catching sight of her was nearly instantaneous. The minute his eyes found her,
he lost his footing. His feet had somehow forgotten how to function, and his stupid
misstep caused him to nearly bump into his friend.
He caught himself at
the last probable second and ignored the flutter of nerves that quickly
followed. He uttered a short curse; already regretting coming inside the
By this time, Maxwell
and Tariq had seated themselves ahead of them and Drake touched Liam’s arm in
order to bring his attention back to him. The both of them hung back, as Drake
begun speaking. “We should leave.” His jaw was tense and he braced himself for
his friend’s reply, knowing too well that his curiosity is reason enough for
him to ask why.
Liam’s eyes flickered
in surprise. “I don’t understand, I thought this is where you wanted to go.”
“I’ve changed my
mind.” He muttered stiffly, slipping his hands inside the folds of his pockets.
“I think there’s probably something better further down the street and –”
“You’re doing that
thing again. The thing you do when you’ve suddenly gone nervous.” Liam interrupted, scrutinizing
Drake dropped his
hands to his sides almost immediately.
“You’re trying to
avoid something, or someone.” Then his gaze shifted before Drake could protest; he surveyed the room until he spotted her. A knowing smile lit his
features. “Ah, the girl.”
At first, Drake
refused to answer. His jaw had gone a little slack but otherwise, he kept his
pensive stare. “You’re mistaken.”
“I know a beautiful
face when I see one, and I know what a beautiful face can do to a man.” Liam
shook his head and chuckled at his friend’s stern frown. “Don’t you think this
is the perfect opportunity to deliver back her phone?” When Drake didn’t answer, he prompted him. “Hmm?”
Drake disliked it when
Liam had a point to a fault. Whenever Liam was being frustratingly reasonable and logical. It
made him even more upset that he cared so much to begin with. Usually, he
preferred being the person to point out the obvious but right now – all he
could do was give into his nerves and the quiet dread of staying even a second
longer made his fingers clammy.