06-16-2018, 12:48 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Though Cooper's sigh was outward, Suiteheart's sigh was inward. The only sign it even existed was the minute rise and fall of her chest, almost like an exaggerated breath. The cool stillness of the night easily extinguished her worries or at least let her push them towards the back of her mind. So rarely did she take a moment for herself, and perhaps that was why this one made her chest hum in happy energy. She cut her eyes to Cooper, daring to part ways with the moon. He felt like home too.
Noting his slight flinch after her words, she arched a nonexistent eyebrow. Had something happened? It must have, for his words seemed to point in that direction. She wondered what on Earth could have transpired for a reaction like that. "It was all good things, yeah. Why? Did someone say something to you?" She was peering at him closely, worried someone had upset him. Though they had just met, she already felt protective of him. Strange how she grew attached to others so quickly, but she refused to acknowledge it.
She did allow for another small smile to bloom across her delicate features at the mention of Hazel. "Yeah, she is. She's an old soul too, ya know? We've got a lot of good ones here, I think. And man, I wish you could've gotten to meet Starrynight. He was one of the good guys. Don't get me wrong, Bastille is great, but Starry was just a neat guy." Her words poured out easily, as if she were speaking with an old friend.
After a moment of silence wreathing around them, she broke it (even though it was comfortable), "Hey, can I suggest a crazy idea?" She was unsure of how he would feel, but she might as well try, right? He liked the moon, she liked the moon. What would be so bad about them relaxing together underneath its light every so often?
Noting his slight flinch after her words, she arched a nonexistent eyebrow. Had something happened? It must have, for his words seemed to point in that direction. She wondered what on Earth could have transpired for a reaction like that. "It was all good things, yeah. Why? Did someone say something to you?" She was peering at him closely, worried someone had upset him. Though they had just met, she already felt protective of him. Strange how she grew attached to others so quickly, but she refused to acknowledge it.
She did allow for another small smile to bloom across her delicate features at the mention of Hazel. "Yeah, she is. She's an old soul too, ya know? We've got a lot of good ones here, I think. And man, I wish you could've gotten to meet Starrynight. He was one of the good guys. Don't get me wrong, Bastille is great, but Starry was just a neat guy." Her words poured out easily, as if she were speaking with an old friend.
After a moment of silence wreathing around them, she broke it (even though it was comfortable), "Hey, can I suggest a crazy idea?" She was unsure of how he would feel, but she might as well try, right? He liked the moon, she liked the moon. What would be so bad about them relaxing together underneath its light every so often?
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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