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Waterloo · 10-12-2018, 06:19 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Some people were incredibly hard to read. Maxton Carden? Not one of them. He just about looked like he wanted to melt into the ground. Zoryn was THRIVING.

"Relaaaaaaax Carden," she laughed, reaching her hand out and setting it on his shoulder. She flashed him a smile, tracing down his arm with her index finger. "You're so tense." Did he know?

"That really can't be good for you," she began walking around again, but stopped once she was behind him, putting both hands on his shoulders and massaging his back. "Very tense."

Was she in her element? Yeah, maybe.

"You have some time, right?" She didn't wait for his answer. "Why don't you tell me what's got you so stressed out and then after I'll help you get your rucksack back."

Relax wasn’t really part of his vocabulary.

It was impossible to relax with a lost rucksack though and it as even more impossible to relax once Zoryn placed her hands on him. If anything the gesture made him even more tense and his shoulders instinctively raised so that Max resembled a nervous tortoise trying to hide in it’s shell.

“It’s cool. I’m relaxed, I’m relaxed.” Who was he kiddng? He really wasn’t. He didn’t want her to know that though.

He awkwardly wriggled out of her grasp and leaned back against the dungeon wall where hopefully he was safe from another impromptu shoulder massage.

“I’m just stressed about my rucksack, I guess.” That much was true. “I have this comic book in there… Veela Vampire Slayers and it’s the new issue and I haven’t even read it yet and it’s gonna be totally awesome because the last issue ended with this cliffhanger and —“

And he was going to stop before he went full on nerd.

10-12-2018, 06:19 PM	#12 (permalink)
Waterloo Occamy Join Date: May 2007 Location: London Posts: 63,509 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cora Dredworth Sixth Year x1	connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Some people were incredibly hard to read. Maxton Carden? Not one of them. He just about looked like he wanted to melt into the ground. Zoryn was THRIVING. "Relaaaaaaax Carden," she laughed, reaching her hand out and setting it on his shoulder. She flashed him a smile, tracing down his arm with her index finger. "You're so tense." Did he know? "That really can't be good for you," she began walking around again, but stopped once she was behind him, putting both hands on his shoulders and massaging his back. *"Very* tense." Was she in her element? Yeah, maybe. "You have some time, right?" She didn't wait for his answer. "Why don't you tell me what's got you so stressed out and then after I'll help you get your rucksack back."** Relax wasn’t really part of his vocabulary. It was impossible to relax with a lost rucksack though and it as even more impossible to relax once Zoryn placed her hands on him. If anything the gesture made him even more tense and his shoulders instinctively raised so that Max resembled a nervous tortoise trying to hide in it’s shell. “It’s cool. I’m relaxed, I’m relaxed.” Who was he kiddng? He really wasn’t. He didn’t want her to know that though. He awkwardly wriggled out of her grasp and leaned back against the dungeon wall where hopefully he was safe from another impromptu shoulder massage. “I’m just stressed about my rucksack, I guess.” That much was true. “I have this comic book in there… Veela Vampire Slayers and it’s the new issue and I haven’t even read it yet and it’s gonna be totally awesome because the last issue ended with this cliffhanger and —“ And he was going to stop before he went full on nerd. __________________ _____________Take part in our Higgledy Piggledy House Cup!