10-30-2014, 02:02 AM
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  DMLE & DMACMooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
Posts: 7,953
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Brooks Robertser
Gryffindor Third Year |  Ern's Walmart Greeter
Oh.
Oh wow.
Were they seeing this? Was everyone seeing this? Her head tilted to the left and then to the right. Of course they were seeing this. Fireworks weren't silent. Duh. C'mon, CB. How could it not draw their attention?
Her head was tilted up, arms wrapped around herself tightly as the slight chill had fallen over the area, her eyes following the explosions of lights.
She turned her head again, eyes landing on Gabe, and he received her brightest grin. She shuffled a little closer to him, resisting all of her urges to cling to his arm and lean against him as she would habitually do with any of her companions. But he was different. And she knew that. She knew better.
Maybe he wouldn't mind holding hands?
Her eyes grew a little wider as she looked up at him, her head not tilting too much, forcing her eyebrows to go up slightly as her gaze did, and slowly offered him her hand.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________
_____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine
__________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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