@_HighBred [I watched as your finger traced a long. Your hands were — their very own texture. It set my heart a flutter] But isn’t it exhilarating? To make a flame? To bring fire?
@_HighBred [I let out a breath that I didn’t even realize I’d been holding in. I put another steps distance between us in my relief, one more step away from the leather in your hands]
You’re... upset? [I asked, head draping to the side in confusion.] I’m giving you what you want and you +
Dear Diary,
I fell at cheer practice today, I think I twisted my ankle but I don’t want to tell my parents. My mom will just worry... but I don’t think I’ll get any sleep tonight...