Second Hand Roses

This is my first time writing General Hospital in forever and definitely my first time with either of these characters... I'm doing a 75 Date Drabbles Challenge on my tumblr and this was one of my prompts (#50 Flea Market which I amended to Consignment Shop)

In the short time she had been the face of Deception, Sasha Gilmore had been accustomed to a certain lifestyle. The personal shoppers at Wyndhams were eager to dress her in the hopes that their styles would be featured in the paparazzi's latest snaps. However like all stars hers was doomed to fade because of her stupid spiral of self destruction. Sure, she was told she could be in future ad campaigns however she knew she would forever be a cautionary tale.

"Don't do drugs kids," she thought to herself as she entered a small consignment shop in downtown Port Charles.

"Everything deserves to have a second chance," again she thought, wondering if one day she'd have a proper shot at one from the make up conglomerate, or with Michael. Internally laughing at the thought of ever being with the latter again after all he had a perfect family with Wiley and Willow she soon spotted a familiar figure thumbing through a milk crate of old vinyl.

"Stalker much?" She asked taking a few steps toward Brando Corbin who instantly looked up toward her with a smirk.

"It's not stalking if I was here first" he protested, placing the record he'd been holding crossing his arms in defense.

He had still been well dressed in his suit from driving Cyrus around causing her to scoff a bit thinking that he was better than that low life who she'd been sure gave her that bad batch that put her in this mess..still he was kind of cute...plus she had posted her plans to visit the shop on social media.

Holding her phone toward him to show the stock photo of the storefront with the caption "Everything Old Is New Again #SecondChances" she watched as Brando shook his head.

"Nope...didn't see it..I ran into Josslyn at Kelly's and she informed me that they had a pristine copy of Fleetwood Mac's Rumors in stock."

Sure she thought to herself as Brando began to cross the shop stopping as he reached a rack of clothing and began to rifle his way through it.

"So what are you here for looking for a new outfit for the Sasha Gilmore Comeback Tour?"

"No...Yes...Can't a girl just have some retail therapy?"

She watched as he shrugged...god he was impossible… and she shouldn't be even thinking about potential rebound relationships while she was in recovery anyway.

"What about this?" Brando asked holding up a high waist black skirt with gold button accents and a garish mustard colored floral top causing her to cringe as she shook her head as she held up a grey plaid baby doll style dress silently judging it. It too held a certain 90s aesthetic but she could totally make it work in modern times.

"That would look kind of cute, though I doubt it would be appropriate for the apparent wedding of the social season."

Watching the way Brando playfully picked up a pair of hot pink sunglasses placing them on his eyes and totally made them work she sighed.

"I'm probably the last person Maxie wants there." Sasha admitted as she held up a purple formal dress that had to have been a prom or bridesmaid dress at some point...not too over the top, definitely something she could work with to upcycle.

Watching as Brando placed down the glasses and went back to the crate of vinyls she couldn't help but watch as he cracked a smile.

"Well, that color im sure suits you, anyway if you do plan on going I don't know, I could be your plus one."

"To babysit me to make sure I don't get drawn to the bar like a moth to a flame?"

"Because everyone deserves a friend."

"So, we're friends?"

"We're whatever you'd like us to be...though I definitely prefer friend to stalker or sponsor."

Sasha couldn't help but flash a sweet smile as she watched Brando pay for his record leaving her alone to her own devices.

She was down but definitely not out.