ooc: Byeeee, Rutherssss!

Vianna smiled as Ferris told her he had been able to tell that last kiss had been real. "Good," she said before falling into a comfortable silence as they just stared at each other for the hundredth time that night, just like the two lovestruck teenagers they were. Vianna was the first to look away a bit sheepishly, a bit overwhelmed not only by the staring she was receiving but by the staring she was doing as well. She couldn't help feel a bit strange about it, as she had never really quite enjoyed admiring a guy's features as much as she enjoyed admiring Ferris's. It overwhelmed her sometimes how much she had grown to love the boy in such a short amount of time, and how little control she had over this emotion. Vianna had always been, after all - and like a good Vincenzi, one to feel the need to be in control and in power - especially of her own emotions.