Text Cut: Louisa is shifty too :D
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Wonderstruck
A frog prince? Adam couldn't help but chuckle slightly. "A frog huh...perhaps I could land a lead role in the next Disney Princess movie or something," Adam said, picturing him as a tiny frog with a miniature crown waiting for someone to come along and turn him back into a human being. "I would hope that you would take good care of me until my Miss Charming came along and turned me back to normal?" Perhaps that person would be Rubiey but with how things were going...who knew.
Adam listened carefully to Louisa as she explained the situation. Arguably it was Adam's intense dislike of Joao that made him not really buy into any of the excuses that Louisa made for him. "Even if he was upset, going off and punching Dallin certainly was not the way to go about it. Besides, he knows how strained things were between the two of you recently, and now that you guys are back in the kind of relationship you want to be, it seems kind of lousy that he would go and do something like that." Adam had started mindlessly rubbing his palm, the one with the scar still along it, looking out across the court yard. Perhaps Adam was spending too much time telling Louisa what she probably already knew.
Wait, an equal punishment? Adam turned to look at Louisa with a curious expression. "Equal punishment? What did you do?" Adam asked, the curiosity getting the best of him.
Giggling with her hand on her mouth, she nodded, "
Sure. I'll make you a nice frog house and keep you. If miss charming is late, I'll kiss you myself." BEAM. She didn't mean anything with it, just a playful suggestion. Hopefully Adam wouldn't take it as an offense.
She shrugged one shoulder, "
He just wanted someone to pour his jealousy on. It's my fault that I made him think I was still.." a slight blush made its way to her cheeks, "
.. you know, interested in Dal. Which, of course, I am not. He's more like a brother to me now." In case Adam had his doubts as well.
Widening her grin, Louisa feigned a shy face, "
I kind of.. tried to punch him back." snickering at this, "
Not that it went well. It was a lousy attempt. I aimed for his jaw and ended up hitting his cheekbone and spraining my wrist." Also, he didn't get a bruise. "
He caught my hand easily though. I think I need to find someone who could train me in punching in case I need doing that again." Hehehe. She liked the feeling of being strong and threatening it gave her enough attention.