Believe it or not, but I think I might actually start liking Lily...maybe too much.
Talking again was a success. The conversation was started with ease, and while she seemed about as jolly as a busy person usually seems, I think she cheered up a bit after she talked to the manager.
The small talk, while only small, was highly informative in its own way. I learned some about her, I taught her some about me. Our days were busy, our lives were nice.
I thought it was appropriate to bring up her...questionable clothes, but she only laughed when I did. Plus, she had something to say about my favorite outfit as well! She was in a good mood though, so it could hardly be serious. I pouted, just acting.
Gakupo came along and asked me to test a room. I thought right then that we would have to part, but Lily followed me, grinning like a fool, eyeing me.
And then we made music together.
It was surreal.
Not only the fact that she accepted a light conversation, or that she started playing music to my song, but also the fact that I made her smile and laugh, that I had a good impact on her day, made me feel...overly happy. I was, towards the end of the song, absolutely ecstatic. Not to forget; Lily was amazing when she played. I suppose I'd never noticed it before, but when she's really in the song, she's wild. She's not quiet, calm, grumpy Lily. She's passionate, expressive. And quite surprisingly, her outfit only complimented her as she moved.
I didn't need to talk to her to see if she really was grumpy anymore. I've seen her.
I think this is the source of my current predicament. Because after the song, while I was still filled with endorphins, she brought up the clothes issue, and asked if I wanted to go shopping with her.
Where's the problem? Here it is: it sounded like a date, even though it wasn't. The reason it sounded like a date was because suddenly, I wanted it to be one.
That sucks, right?