jasmine come hither

[beautifulcoordination]

[Yo come knock yourself out here.

Me and Melissa will help guide you Elliot. Make a starter to start everything.]

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[beautifulcoordination]

[...wait, the girl knew him? He's blinking a little bit in confusion as his tilts his head. Has he met her before? Hold on, he's digging into his data banks for the time being to see who this i-

Hold on.. The visible shock is setting in on his face as he's realizing who he's talking to in the first place. Oh boy. It's Jasmine, huh? That girl he met a while back when she came to visit from Johto...it's been a while, but he clearly remembers their little shenanigans together. That, and the fact that this girl doesn't put much time into her appearance as much as he would like her to.

That being said, there's a visible grin on his face once he does remember the girl, followed by a quick thumbs up and a nervous laugh on him.] I...I didn't recognize you there, which is a little bad on my part, but it took me a while to remember that sense of style. [So he says, his nose up in the air.] I mean, who else would wear it? It's only centered around Jasmine, after all.

But if you wanted something from me, you're out of luck. I merely came to take pictures of the landscape to give me inspiration later. [I.E; what he should use for contests next.] That, and I was going to ask you for a nice chat. [He's totally making this part up.]

[resolutesilence]

"A nice chat, huh..."

Jasmine could smell the lies off the boy from a mile away, much less the few feet that separated them now. With all the nonsense he gave her over her fashion sense in the past, she hardly believed that he 'didn't notice her'.

"My...s-sense of style...is perfectly fine...! We've been over this already..." Her pout worsened. What a rude way to address someone you had known for so long! She fumed silently to herself while her sandal dug itself rhythmically into the sand. Part of her didn't even want to continue this conversation, as she knew where it would eventually end up; nonsensical rambling about changing her look, how she was bland...it wasn't as if she didn't know that about herself already.

"You're not going to find any inspiration here...it's cold, and grey, and boring...w-which I don't mind being, by the way...!"