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

thebluephonebox:

angel-and-dear:

thebluephonebox:

*sudden change in demeanor* …. * lets go of him* Oh…. *Steps away* Sorry I just thought… you actually - Nevermind. Forget it.

Wh-what? I was just…I mean, you only just today agreed…I do rather like you, I do, I just don’t want you to think you have to rush into this…*flustered* Love…love is a big, grand thing, and I’m not even anything that special, that’s the only reason I asked…

No. I get it. *Raises her hands and steps back*

*frowns slightly; starting to seem suspicious* Are you all right…?

NoI’m notallright. I’ll just leave.

  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