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SweetPeea · 11-04-2011, 04:51 AM

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Originally Posted by meganelizabeth

He nodded as she spoke, to confirm that he was pleased to hear she was doing pretty well. But other than that, he didn't really know what to say. He doubted either of them were actually doing okay, but he couldn't be sure. Her expression was unreadable. She was keeping her thoughts a mystery, not showing how she felt. Yet the look in her eyes showed self conflict. What was she arguing about with herself? Probably whether or not to keep talking to him. He didn't know what she would decide.

A few more moments passed and the feeling of awkward was so thick you could almost reach your hand into the air and tangle your fingers in it. Neither knew what to say, but no matter how much either searched, the words would not come.

Desperate to break the uncomfortable silence, Christopher managed to spit out something, anything. Even though it was probably one of the most stupid things he'd probably ever said. "So.... are we okay?"

Christopher James. You. Are. An. Idiot.

Of course they weren't okay! And he definitely knew it too. He knew that nothing about them was okay, and the very few words that had passed between them made nothing change. They were still far apart, and they still had a very long way to go. "I- I'm sorry. That was really dumb," he muttered, feeling like some idiotic freak. She probably thought he was some insensitive jerk now, but all he was trying to do was make things better.

He was just such an awkward person. He never said anything right. It never came out exactly the way he wanted it to, though he sometimes thought that if it did, he might be able to create something beautiful. But that didn't happen often. He mostly just destroyed things by accident instead.

Violet could feel her heart beat slowing down a little bit, she was starting to calm down, very slowly, but surely to the point where she could at least feel a little bit comfortable around him, for the time being. But there was still that awkward tension where neither one of them were speaking more than a couple of phrases to each other. This was clearly going to be a lot more difficult than she thought, but all she wanted in the end was there to be no more quarrels or awkwardness between them.

She was still trying though to keep up a conversation with him, so that there wouldn't be this terribly awkward silence. Violet took a breath and was about to ask him about what made him choose a Prince out a fairy tale for his outfit and tell him that she liked it, although she had no idea what fairy tale he was from. She had to admit though, he did look very charming in it, almost as if he were her prince coming for her to sweep her off her feet and ride off into that wonderful sunset. But of course such things weren't so easy, for that was nothing but a distant dream.

Before she could compliment him, he had caught her completely off guard when he suddenly burst out of nowhere asking if they were okay. Why would he ask her such a question when they had barely even said more than a few words to one another. Violet knew that he must've known that things weren't alright, at least not right now, they both knew that it was going to take time for them to be completely alright.

But she did notice that after he had said that there was a look of panic on his face, which Violet figured out immediately that clearly he didn't mean to say that. That it was just something to fill the space where nothing was being said. And that phrase was quickly followed by an almost immediate apology which Violet gave him a small smile and reached out a hand touching his arm softly. Then in a friendly way she whispered,"..It's alright..."

Violet then left her hand on his arm for a few moments but then felt really awkward and said,"Umm..Sorry.." then she slowly pulled her hand back. She fiddled with her fan again and looked down at it. 'Violet, you have got to say something, this is getting nowhere..' Violet cleared her throat and said,"So...um...I like your outfit..." Violet smiled at him lightly and then said,"Who are you supposed to be?" She figured that was an at least innocent conversation to start.

11-04-2011, 04:51 AM	#77 (permalink)
SweetPeea DMC Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 1,704 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyla Rivers Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvie Fraser Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nari Quinn Hufflepuff Second Year	♡ A heart full of Love l ☾ A night bright as Day l Quote: Originally Posted by meganelizabeth He nodded as she spoke, to confirm that he was pleased to hear she was doing pretty well. But other than that, he didn't really know what to say. He doubted either of them were actually doing okay, but he couldn't be sure. Her expression was unreadable. She was keeping her thoughts a mystery, not showing how she felt. Yet the look in her eyes showed self conflict. What was she arguing about with herself? Probably whether or not to keep talking to him. He didn't know what she would decide. A few more moments passed and the feeling of awkward was so thick you could almost reach your hand into the air and tangle your fingers in it. Neither knew what to say, but no matter how much either searched, the words would not come. Desperate to break the uncomfortable silence, Christopher managed to spit out something, anything. Even though it was probably one of the most stupid things he'd probably ever said. "So.... are we okay?" Christopher James. You. Are. An. Idiot. Of course they weren't okay! And he definitely knew it too. He knew that nothing about them was okay, and the very few words that had passed between them made nothing change. They were still far apart, and they still had a very long way to go. "I- I'm sorry. That was really dumb," he muttered, feeling like some idiotic freak. She probably thought he was some insensitive jerk now, but all he was trying to do was make things better. He was just such an awkward person. He never said anything right. It never came out exactly the way he wanted it to, though he sometimes thought that if it did, he might be able to create something beautiful. But that didn't happen often. He mostly just destroyed things by accident instead. Violet could feel her heart beat slowing down a little bit, she was starting to calm down, very slowly, but surely to the point where she could at least feel a little bit comfortable around him, for the time being. But there was still that awkward tension where neither one of them were speaking more than a couple of phrases to each other. This was clearly going to be a lot more difficult than she thought, but all she wanted in the end was there to be no more quarrels or awkwardness between them. She was still trying though to keep up a conversation with him, so that there wouldn't be this terribly awkward silence. Violet took a breath and was about to ask him about what made him choose a Prince out a fairy tale for his outfit and tell him that she liked it, although she had no idea what fairy tale he was from. She had to admit though, he did look very charming in it, almost as if he were her prince coming for her to sweep her off her feet and ride off into that wonderful sunset. But of course such things weren't so easy, for that was nothing but a distant dream. Before she could compliment him, he had caught her completely off guard when he suddenly burst out of nowhere asking if they were okay. Why would he ask her such a question when they had barely even said more than a few words to one another. Violet knew that he must've known that things weren't alright, at least not right now, they both knew that it was going to take time for them to be completely alright. But she did notice that after he had said that there was a look of panic on his face, which Violet figured out immediately that clearly he didn't mean to say that. That it was just something to fill the space where nothing was being said. And that phrase was quickly followed by an almost immediate apology which Violet gave him a small smile and reached out a hand touching his arm softly. Then in a friendly way she whispered,"..It's alright..." Violet then left her hand on his arm for a few moments but then felt really awkward and said,"Umm..Sorry.." then she slowly pulled her hand back. She fiddled with her fan again and looked down at it. 'Violet, you have got to say something, this is getting nowhere..' Violet cleared her throat and said,"So...um...I like your outfit..." Violet smiled at him lightly and then said,"Who are you supposed to be?" She figured that was an at least innocent conversation to start. __________________