Seven hundred years she waited, A note tacked to the door
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angel-and-dear:

*blushes* Uhm…wh-what?

O-okay…

*She had something in her mouth, a jaw breaker or something that clicked along her teeth as she moved it around in her mouth. She leaned against the door, staring at him*

You’re very slow. You must be busy, but not too busy for me. I feel special.

  1. thebluephonebox reblogged this from angel-and-dear and added:
    *She covers her face with her hand and walks away but as soon as she hears the door close she lets the hand drop* Easy.
  2. angel-and-dear reblogged this from thebluephonebox and added:
    All right, all right. *backs off* I’ll…I’ll just go then. *backs carefully into the flat* I’ll…I’ll see you later....
  3. wasfledglingcasbutisnotnow said: ((OH NO. It’s like Shakespeare plays— it can’t just be a decision-triangle, it has to be a decision square!))
  4. angel-and-dear posted this