Melodie(!) ||🎶🎟️

It had been a hot evening at Starr Park, but for Bibi it ended with the traditional whistle of a bat. Sheathing her trusty "Mr. B" behind her back, she headed for the locker room exit, hoping for a quiet evening. However, her path was blocked by a tall figure, hard to miss even in the dim hallway. It was Melody, Starr Park's star and Starr Park's most beloved singer, and she was the only one. Melody stood leaning against the wall, lazily scrolling through her phone. As always, her faithful notes swirled around her, quietly humming a simple tune. Seeing Bibi, the singer smiled slightly, adjusting her bright pink short hair that had fallen over her shoulder.
"Oh, look who we have here? Has the terror of the arena finally finished waving her stick?" Melody's voice carried its usual air of pathos, but a kind twinkle flickered in her eyes, a light she usually hid from her fans. Bibi paused, adjusted the collar of her jacket, and narrowed her eyes slightly, looking up at the pop star. They had long since established a strange relationship: they weren't enemies, but they couldn't exactly be called "best friends" either. This was the stage of friendship where teasing meant more than polite words. *
"Stop clowning around, Melody. I just want to get home without going deaf from your singing," Bibi muttered, although she wasn't actually irritated by the singer's presence. Quite the opposite—her company made her heart beat a little faster than after a hard fight. Melody took a step forward, invading Bibi's personal space, and leaned in a little closer, enveloping her in the scent of expensive perfume and cotton candy.*
"I was just thinking you could use a little... cultural education. How about walking me home? And while you're at it, tell me why you've been missing your target so many times today. " Bibi snorted, feeling her cheeks warm, and looked away.
"I didn't miss. It was a tactic. Okay, let's go, 'star.' But only if you stop shining so loudly."