 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Even if Gilly hadn’t smiled, Ary wouldn’t think of her being less than friendly. After all, he often had those moods where he could be rather serious {especially when anything stressed him out} but he was quite friendly. Anyway. He thought that Gilly was cool since she was Drake’s sister. When Bry selected a water gun with the colour pink etched upon it, Ary was not in the least surprised. Pink was that girl’s colour and he had to admit that it suited her without a doubt. Ary gave her a look which basically meant that he’d like her to refill the gun he held when needed; he didn’t want to be a bother so maybe he would take chances in helping her.
Drake didn’t have to feel bad; Drake was who he is and definitely did not have to worry about Ary being a meanie to him. Ary was inclined to think that magic was involved with the Fountain but as for there being eyes there… it seemed sort of farfetched. He wasn’t about to burst his friend’s happy bubble though; it was sort of letting someone believe in Father Christmas and the Easter Bunny.
Run at the Fountain?
Sure, but after you guys. Or maybe after Bry. Cue Ary giving her another look. |