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God, her hair is so soft, Farah couldn't help but think. She considered for a moment, then got an idea. Leaning forward slightly, her fingers closed around the handle of her hairbrush, and she began to brush out any residual knots in Neva's hair. When she was finished, she reached over and plugged in her curler so it could heat up. "So, do you still resent me for making you come?" she asked, taking a piece of Neva's hair and expertly twisting it.
" no, it was a joke far, " she said and gave a soft smile
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Farah shook her head. "I thought you were upset with me," she murmured, but Neva could see in the mirror that Farah was smiling. She reached for the bobby pins and stuck a few in between her lips for easy access as she used two to pin the twisted piece behind Neva's head. She then reached for a can of hairspray and gently sprayed the twist.
neva loved farah doing her hair, she flushed a bit at farahs smile, i wish i could tell you, tell you how beautiful you are, how your voice is sweet like honey, how much i love you.. nevas own smile seemed to grow a small bit.
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Farah hummed to herself, repeating the process of twisting and curling and braiding and pinning hair until she was satisfied. “What do you think?”
The style was extremely elegant with all the hair pulled away from Neva’s face except for two curled pieces to as a frame her beautiful features.
" i love it.. thank you" she said softly
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"I'm glad," Farah murmured, eyeing her work fondly. "I'll see you at the party then."
" yeah," she said softly. neva got up to leave the room.
at the party neva walked around, a drink in hand.
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Farah milled around, chatting politely with her staff. They all admired Farah and looked up to her as a leader and headmistress. She sipped frequently on a glass of wine, currently sitting and listening to Saul Silva telling a story to a group of teachers.
"Neva?" a hesitant male voice addressed her.
neva turned around, looking to the man " hello," she said gently " what is it?"
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The man was her colleague, Professor Liam Pelskey, and he smiled hesitantly. "How is your time doing with the headmistress?" he asked, trying to make small talk.
" its good, im learning a lot an keeping pace with what i need to." she said simply and took another sip of her beer.
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"That's good," he remarked. Liam's hand fidgeted with his glass, and he seemed anxious. "Could I… ask you something?"
"sure! ask away." she said and gave a soft smile. she was oblivious to what would happen next, her eyes resting on farah in the corner
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Farah was listening to Saul's story and occasionally glancing up, subtly keeping track of where Neva was. She noted Liam's presence near her and kept it in her mind.
Liam smiled nervously. "Would you want to go out to dinner with me some time?"
neva looked shocked. " i.. im sorry.. i dont really know how to put this.. i dont swing that way.." she said softly
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Liam flushed. "Ah. Well, thank you for your time." He didn't seem too hurt, and he was pleasant about her rejection.
neva nodded, looking up to not see farah. "?"
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Once Liam left, Neva only had a few seconds to herself before Farah appeared at her side.
"What did Professor Pelskey want?" she murmured quietly.
(Neva only says here that he asked her out, not that she declined him. It's important that happens later)
" he asked me out.." she said a little stumped still.
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Who knew four words could set a person off so quickly, especially when that person was the collected and composed Farah Dowling. "Oh…" she said in an emotionless tone. She took a sip from her drink again and subconsciously gripped her glass a bit tighter.
" hey, are you alright?" she asked softly, looking to farah.
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Farah nodded, not trusting herself to speak until she finished her drink. "Yes, just feeling a bit tired now that you mention it. I might turn in early."
"oh. ahm.. okay night" she said softly. neva watched as farah walked away, eventually she got bored without farah. neva had decided to head to the office to catch up on work. and thats when she seen her "farah? i thought you went to bed?"
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Farah turned at the sound of someone speaking to her from the doorway. "Oh. Neva." As she turned, a glass was visible in her hand with a clear liquid that definitely wasn't water. "What are you doing here?"
" i came back to work. but i could ask you the same question." she said a little pointedly
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Farah took another lingering sip from her drink. "I thought…" She shook her head, sighed, and placed her glass down on the table before her. "I thought it would be better if I weren’t there.”
"why? you make everything better!" she said and went up to farah " whats your problem,"
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Farah inhaled sharply. "I figured it would be better for you and Professor Pelskey to get to know each other if I wasn't there to disrupt you."
" what do you mean? its this about him asking me out?!" she asked
