~Romance~ one-on-one rp {CLOSED~STALKERS WELCOME}

"Get used to it, beautiful."

"I'll try, I suppose."

"Good."

"So, umm, what would you like to do…?" Kendall asked nervously. "Sorry, I'm not good with, well… talking to people in general."

"Just talk about things you like, your interests, anything really."

"Oh, um, well, obviously I like singing and dancing. Ummm… "

"When did you learn to dance?" Tina offered.

"I started ballet lessons when I was five, added on jazz when I was 9, and went into contemporary when I was 13," Kendall answered.

"Interesting. When did you realize you wanted to learn to dance?"

"Hmmm… probably when I saw old videos of my grandma dancing when she was younger," Kendall considered.

"Were you close to her?"

Kendall smiled sadly. "Yeah, she was closer to me than my own mother."

"Oh. What was she like?" Tina asked.

Kendall's eyes softened. "She was wonderful. I loved just being around her. She was always willing to listen to my problems or stories or songs I had tried to write. She would give criticism but balanced it with praise and advice. Going to her house was like walking into a bakery. When she wasn't able to dance anymore, she took up baking and I was always her taste tester, a job I did gladly."

"That must have been fun." Tina laughed.

Kendall laughed as well. "It was pretty great. She always was making something new."

"Sound like my dad, always working hard on his next big project in his studio. Mum would always stand by the door with a cup of cinnamon-vanilla tea, just sipping it and watching quietly. Sometimes dad would let me help him, it was always so exciting to my little kid brain. Even now I wish I could just stand there, tinkering away at little things and doing this and that, just me and dad, with mum standing by the door with that wonderful cinnamon-vanilla smell wafting through the room combined with wood shavings and rust and cigar smoke. The smell of home." she sighed wistfully.

"Home is so many things to different people," Kendall mused softly. "But in the end, it's all the same. Simple happiness and feeling like you belong."

"Yeah. I agree."

"Anyway," Kendall said, standing up and stretching. "I'd better get going, Tina. It's getting kinda late."