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Lavender didn't think she was adorable. Didn't think he would think that soon. She wouldn't mind that he didn't have much time. She didn't either really between her two jobs and her mum. Lavender was also sure that the tight schedule would let this fizzle out and he'd find someone better...

Lavender nodded, thinking that a nice italian would be nice, perhaps she could even insist upon paying for her share. The woman just blushed at him kissing her hand before shaking. "Not at all," she said to him. She thought about going behind the counter and making it herself so she was sure it...

Lavender felt herself smile at the offer, a couple of hours on Wednesday afternoon would be good. She didn't want to be excited but she was immediately so. She was actually going on a date. "Oh, I don't know..." Lavender replied softly. She finally looked back up at him. She wanted to go...

Lavender blushed deeply, she couldn't meet his gaze, could only stare for a long while at the spot where he had just kissed her hands. She could almost still feel his lips on there. This had been nice, eating properly, sitting down with someone, talking to someone had been nice, she'd been alone...

Lavender listened to him actually talk about his family, about growing up and about his brother. He spoke so fondly of him, he looked beautiful when he did. The father must be kind too. Lavender had quickly finished most of her meal as he spoke, only slowing down at the last few bites. “My...

Lavender had gotten macaroni and cheese. It was perhaps a little childish but she had wanted it. The food was placed in front of her and she pulled her hand out of Elijahs to be able to eat. She took a few quick bites of food and practically moaned in pleasure, blushing furiously. “I’m sorry,”...

Lavender didn’t know why he was doing this. Why he seemed drawn to her. He’d soon realise she was stupid and pathetic. He’d realise she was worthless and she’d be alone again. Lavenders gaze dropped to her hand before she glanced back at him. “Okay, you…you can move my mum, and I will rest,”

Lavender felt deep sympathy for him, knowing exactly how it felt to watch someone die and be unable to help them. She hadn't had the same drive to be the help for others, but she could understand it. Lavender wanted to reach out and take his hand and almost did so before she stopped herself and...

Lavender wanted to curl in on herself as he spoke, calling her sweet and in need of kindness. She was glad that he would allow the dinner to reconsider. Lavender blushed deeply as he pulled out her chair and she sat down. "I was going to be at the hospital, until my night shift..," Lavender...

Lavender glanced at the building they were moving towards. Her gaze moved up to him, with a little nervousness, sure that at this point it would be at which he rejected her. But instead, he was asking her out. She frowned a little, looking back to where they were moving. Lavender glanced at the...

Lavender glanced at him, blushing deeply as he pushed her hair back and complimented her. She didn't believe herself sweet at all. She was frumpy and disorganised. Lavender was the sort of person that no one looked in the direction of. Lav knew he was being nice but she knew to just humour it...

Lavender listened to him speak, with every word, she looked at him properly, holding her gaze on him and giving a little smile at his words. She thought he was being nice, maybe all of this was. He was being nice to the girl whose mother might die and then he'd move on to the next. She decided...

Lavender could feel that he was holding on to her hand gently enough, but firm enough that she couldn't pull it away really, and she did stop trying. Lavender just nodded at the point, she needed to work the two jobs to be able to afford everything, she knew if…when her mother got better things...

Lavender wanted to pull her hand away, but she didn't. The man introduced himself, and she blushed deeply, holding his gaze for a moment before glancing down at the ground. She hadn't even asked his name. What was he doing with her. This was a mistake. Lavender stared at his thumb as it rubbed...

Lavender blushed, embarrassed to have assumed it. She let herself be guided to a seat and took the water but did not drink a sip of it. She moved to be closer to her mother, to hold her mother's hand lightly in hers. Lavender didn't drink anything, just waited and watched her. After twenty...

Lavender froze as he took her hands, no one touched her like that, no one really touched her at all. Even when her parents had been around, they had always been busy with something else to ever even gently touch her. This man, this beautiful man, who'd just met her, was touching her. He was...

Lavender was still staring at the doctor, who was reassuring her. She couldn't help but glanced behind her at the offer of dinner, thinking that surely this man was talking to someone else and she, Lavender, was just in the way. But there was no one, this was just her, this was a private room...

Lavender was silent for a moment before she glanced up at the doctor, looking away from her mother and realized he was talking to her, was approaching her. Lavender fought the urge to further step back, and was glad when he didn't get too close. The woman didn't move to the chair that he was...

Lavender glanced up as the doctor walked in. She let go of her mother's hand and stood up, moving out of the way. Lavender wrapped her arms around herself as a means of comfort as she let the doctor do what he had to. Lavendar was smiling tightly noting that the doctor seemed young, but she was...

Lavender hated hospitals. The way they looked, the way they smelled. Everything about them was just a worse nightmare. She had been in so many in her life, though never for herself, which perhaps made it always the worst. If she was experiencing things, at least she would get used to it. They...