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Wood'sLittleFlower · 07-21-2021, 11:43 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

"Mmhm, you can have it." She didn't need it for this next bit and it'd probably be a good idea to do a rough sketch before going over it in color anyway, so she held the red out for him, poking him with it and smiling a little as she did so. It was really easy to smile around him too.

Hopefully Matty wouldn't mind that she was taking extra long with her project; she knew him to be patient, but it still worried her the littlest bit. It was just that assignments involving art were different than the other ones for some reason. They had to be perfect in a way that she didn't care for the others to be.

Except.

Except even with all her concentration, accidents still happened and her hand must have slipped when she looked up to reply and and and.

She inhaled sharply with the realization, her eyes following the fresh streak across her work. Oh no. "... Matty." Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no... "It's all ruined." And she couldn't start over now, it had taken so long. And she couldn't fix it with magic because she'd likely only make things worse. And and and.

"I ruined it." Ruining things was her specialty, it seemed.

He had been smiling back at her, the red marker already in hand when his face dropped to match hers, eyes quickly finding her paper, the source of her distress. Any sort of Kizzy distress easily transferred to the third year Slytherin. He'd always wanted to take on whatever bothered her, desperate to fix it and get that smile of hers back.

Gently, his hand moved over to hers, to move it away so he could see better what had happened and discover a way to fix it. "No, no, Kiz... It's okay... We'll fix it." He intended to keep her hand within his, an attempt to add more comfort to her.

"Maybe we could... we could um..." he considered a brief moment while his eyes glanced up to hers. "We can... make it part of it. We could add some more scribbles there... and and...." Was this helping? He hoped so. If not, he would happily give her his own project instead.

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Wood'sLittleFlower Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,950 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Fourth Year	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack "Mmhm, you can have it." She didn't need it for this next bit and it'd probably be a good idea to do a rough sketch before going over it in color anyway, so she held the red out for him, poking him with it and smiling a little as she did so. It was really easy to smile around him too. Hopefully Matty wouldn't mind that she was taking extra long with her project; she knew him to be patient, but it still worried her the littlest bit. It was just that assignments involving art were different than the other ones for some reason. They had to be perfect in a way that she didn't care for the others to be. Except. Except even with all her concentration, accidents still happened and her hand must have slipped when she looked up to reply and and and. She inhaled sharply with the realization, her eyes following the fresh streak across her work. Oh no. "... Matty." Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no... "It's all ruined." And she couldn't start over now, it had taken so long. And she couldn't fix it with magic because she'd likely only make things worse. And and and. "I ruined it." Ruining things was her specialty, it seemed. He had been smiling back at her, the red marker already in hand when his face dropped to match hers, eyes quickly finding her paper, the source of her distress. Any sort of Kizzy distress easily transferred to the third year Slytherin. He'd always wanted to take on whatever bothered her, desperate to fix it and get that smile of hers back. Gently, his hand moved over to hers, to move it away so he could see better what had happened and discover a way to fix it. "No, no, Kiz... It's okay... We'll fix it." He intended to keep her hand within his, an attempt to add more comfort to her. "Maybe we could... we could um..." he considered a brief moment while his eyes glanced up to hers. "We can... make it part of it. We could add some more scribbles there... and and...." Was this helping? He hoped so. If not, he would happily give her his own project instead. __________________ 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