it's true that i dream less often {luke}

[VIVIENNE BELLE]

Vivienne had apologized to Delilah. While it sure lifted a weight off of her shoulders, it didn't fully relieve her guilt and regret. Because despite being the one she cared about most, Delilah Punzel wasn't the only person she needed to apologize to. The other person was the one she probably wronged the most, but she didn't see it that way, reason unknown. The other person suffered the most out of any of them after the fact and she blamed herself for it, too, but she could only mull over one thing at a time.

Which is why she had waited a while after spotting him in Jacobs Apartment complex with sunglasses and a seeing eye dog before approaching him.

Vivienne had heard he was blinded in an accident the day he called off the marriage, but couldn't bear to bring herself to see him after Delilah left. She could only think of how she had broken the trio apart, though wasn't it kind of already? When Delilah and Luke got together, she was sort of a third-wheel, though she never felt like that and in no way shape or form was that the reason for any of this.

Though, why should she apologize to Luke? While how she had taken action was wrong, the reason was justifiable enough. If Luke was a cheater, then he shouldn't have been with Delilah. The problem with that, though, was simple. She wasn't sure that it had been Luke in that bar all over that girl anymore. It was a few years ago, after all, and she had only gotten a side view, but she had been so sure at the time...

This was ridiculous, though. If Delilah trusted him (her cousin had called and told her that she had found Luke in a very short voicemail, but a voicemail all the same. Things were starting to get better, and if the wedding was going to be back on after all these years, Vivienne had to make things write between her and Luke, too. Maybe she wouldn't completely trust him for now, but she still had to apologize.

Honestly, Vivienne had snuck past him and out of Jacobs a couple of times, saying nothing and avoiding his dog as much as possible, in case there was some way it could comminicate with him. This had gone on for the whole week and a half Vivienne had been in the city, the day after Evan had helped her move in.

But today was going to be different. Today, she was going to meet him eye to- face to face. Yes. And she wasn't going to break down like she did with Delilah, because crying wasn't going to help her, in this case.

There he was, in the lobby, on his way to the stairs that she was descending. This was it, what she had to do.

The dog found her first, just past the foot of the stairs so she wasn't in the way of anyone but Luke and his dog. "Luke, it's Vivienne, we need to talk." The words came out sounding much worse than she intended, and she bit her lip and cursed herself. It was maybe because Luke was a man, and she couldn't trust men after her father, so her therapist had said. But she needed to lighten up and be softer so she would sound sincere. "Uh, are you busy?" she tried her best to sound softer but in no way was it cheerful. With a sigh, she reached out to maybe pet the dog, needed something to do since avoiding his eyes was a bit of a redundancy, but the dog growled a little at her and avoided her touch. She understood it, and didn't try to pet it again. If she were the dog, she wouldn't trust her either. Vivienne hardly trusted herself sometimes.

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{outfit of he can't really see it anyways but hedgie makes outfits for ALL the threads}

notes; i might make a template tomorrow or something i dunno but the title lyrics are from i'm sorry by flyleaf if you were wondering

[LUKE JOHNSON]

After finding Delilah, Luke didn't have much to do anymore. Before he had found her singing in Central Park, all Luke would do was walk around town trying to find her. Of course, trying to find her proved difficult when he was blind, but that wasn't going to stop Luke Johnson. He had to make things right between them. Vivienne had persuaded him to keep drinking when he knew he had had enough, and then one thing led to another and he woke up in her bed the next morning. What actually happened, Luke didn't really want to know.

He was walking back towards the Jacobs Apartment complex with practically a spring in his step, he was so happy. Without Delilah, he had been moping around. It had been like a part of him was missing, and he had to get it back. Thankfully he was only here about a month and a half when he had found her. Of course, he would have spent years if he had to. That was just how Luke was.

Lila slowed down as they passed a hot dog stand, as Luke could tell by the smell of it. His nose was getting better at distinguishing between smells of the city. Like now he could tell that they were only a block away from the apartment building. He nudged the dog onward, eager to get back to his apartment.

When they were there, he opened the door carefully, allowing enough room for Lila to go in before him. Once the door was closed behind him, he got a waft of purfume right up his nose. It was a little strong and made him crincle his nose a bit to keep from sneezing. Ever since he had lost his sight, his other senses were stronger. This was just one of the drawbacks of that.

He was about to say something when she spoke. Vivienne was here in New York? Her tone was a bit demanding and he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses, not that she would be able to see behind the dark shades. He could tell that she registered this when she spoke again, asking him if he was busy in a lighter tone, but still forced.

"No, I'm not busy." He said carefully. "What do you want, Vivienne?" He had told Delilah to be nice to Vivienne, but he wasn't taking his own advice. He kind of resented her for what she did between him and Delilah, but he realized that the accident was his fault. Everything past what Vivienne did directly could have been different. He didn't have to break up with Delilah, but what happened happened. He couldn't change that.