Mira listens to all kinds of music. Every genre, old and new, obscure to mega popular. She just loves being well versed in anything music. She makes playlists to keep all her favorites organized. One for every mood, subcategorized by any number of factors. She makes playlists for her girls too. It's one long playlist (technically 2, one for each Rumi and Zoey) where she'll add songs that reminds her of them. Songs she thinks they'd enjoy, even songs she wishes to hear them cover imagining how great their voices would sound on specific verses. Playlists that have grown several hours long over the years she's known them.
Lately every song she's added to these playlists have been love songs. It's not unusual for her to add the occasional one here and there, especially to Zoey's playlist cause she loves those kinds of songs the most. But for it to be every song, that's highly unusual. Maybe it's the algorithm that keeps feeding them to her, or maybe it's a sign of something she's been ignoring...
The last few days Rumi and Zoey constantly have their headphones on around the penthouse. While doing chores, when they're working out, even when they're just hanging out either in their rooms or on the couch. Mira will see Zoey with her over ear cans, and Rumi with her sleek earbuds constantly on. She wonders if they've joined a book club or something without her and they're listening to the audiobook.
One day she can't take not being able to talk to them for longer than a few minutes during meals, and she yanks the things off their ears. "What the hell have you been listening to all week?" When she puts them up to her ears she hears music, songs she's familiar with cause she is the one that introduced them to them. She's confused, she knows they listen to her recommendations often, but for a solid five days?
"You just added so many new songs recently..." Rumi begins to explain with trepidation. Zoey fills in the gap, "and they're all so specific...we've been trying to figure out if there's something you're not telling us..."
Mira is even more confused. When she adds songs to their playlists, she's fairly absent minded about it. She just gets the initial impression and adds, not at all under the kind of scrutiny she has when making her own mood lists.
"Are you not aware that every song you've added for the past couple weeks have been love songs?" Zoey asks. Rumi adds, "It's well over 45 songs at this point." An unusually high number of tracks to be added in such a short time span, normally its just a few a week, less so when they're busy. "Are you secretly seeing someone?" Zoey asks in the smallest voice, as if she's afraid to hear the answer.
Mira nearly gets sick at the thought. "No! Of course not!" Rumi looks at her like she doesn't believe it. Mira hangs her head and sighs. She can't ignore it any longer. "Those songs remind me of you...because I-I love you."
Rumi and Zoey exchange a look, their faces light up like they've cracked the code. All the time they spent listening was to determine if their hypothesis was correct. And here Mira has confirmed it. They both crush Mira in the tightest hug possible. "Oh wait!" Rumi excitedly exclaims as she pulls away. "In that case, here." She takes out her phone and presses a few buttons. Mira's phone chimes in response and Rumi motions for her to look at it.
A notification with a link to a shared playlist titled "if it's true 💜💗💙" from collaborators Rumi and Zoey appears on her screen. It's nearly 50 songs long already, and based on titles alone, Mira has a good idea what kind of songs they are. She gets up and walks to her room without saying anything. Rumi and Zoey follow her confused. Mira grabs her headphones and connects them to her phone right away, she turns to the girls who look at her with a mixture of excitement and disappointment. "You got to spend nearly a week with my confession, let me at least get the afternoon with yours."
"But we could be kissing instead." Zoey whines, which makes both Rumi and Mira laugh. Though Rumi very much agrees. Mira crosses the room and kisses each of them, long and slow, but nothing too scandalous just yet. She really does want to listen to their playlist first. "One playthrough, then I promise." She ushers them out of her room, and her cheeks burn upon hearing Zoey quietly scold Rumi "this is your fault, you should've sent it later." ("It was your idea!" Rumi protests with just as much exasperated annoyance at not getting to keep kissing Mira instead. At least they had each other...)
