wander the streets;

 

i'm sorry, young man, i cannot be your friend ;
i don't believe in a   f a i r y t a l e   end. i don't keep my head up all of the time— i find it dull when my heart meets my mind. ( independent multichara blog ; )

devouringstate:

( glancing up, then, she notices that concerned expression—

       and, impulsively, reaches out to smooth the furrowed skin

             between brows; almost frowning disapprovingly for a few beats. )

                               “Don’t—do the face. It’s a good thing. I th—ink.”

( she’s unable to hold back the threat of smile, at any rate, even in concealing it. )

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                               “I k—issed a boy. Or. He kissed me, a—ctually. And he’s very…lovely. The loveliest.”

( his nose crinkles at her touch, instead ;

       he fights back a little laugh at the action,

             covering his mouth with a hand, in case he fails. )

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                                                    ( he doesn’t respond immediately,

                                                         though there’s a hidden smile. )

                Sounds like a good thing t'me.

                                              Th’ loveliest, huh?

#squeaKs ba e e e e  #; muse : eloi .  #devouringstate  

MJ