05-16-2018, 12:48 AM
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Bastille was vastly different, and that is one reason she cared so much for him. He was unlike any she had ever met before; he was different in the best way. And so what if he fell flat in times of social occurrences? She loved him anyway.
After noting his stiff, awkward movements at her embrace, she let him out of the bear hug (haha, get it?). She did maintain her smile, even if it made the boy sheepish. Even if he didn't like praise, he deserved it. He was a good guy, and he needed to let himself believe that. [color=#73B1B7][b]"You're like a little piece of home, kiddo. And I know I've said it but thank you. Really."
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE