" I do not think they will be necessary for any longer. You seem beautiful with and without their aid. "
The manner in which the flatter was delivered intended to unbalance the human. Amrit removed the glasses from above their nose &͟.͟
There was still that sensation of insecurity, but Ryland mostly thought it was because of the lack of human interaction for quite a long time. Rocky was so different from them, after all. He was mostly more expressive in his gestures and features, perhaps because +
amusement when Grace's replies were discovered, sometimes without words, in actions such as the squinting of eyes.
" The design is pretty. I wanted to try them on, test my sight in the process. " They smiled, appearing almost naive.
It had wondered continuously in these past shared days if these sensations of tenderness for the other were common amongst Earth's population. They were not infatuation, nor irksome fixation, rather a curiosity that evolved in soft &͟.͟
He chuckled with his mouth full of them. A hum as floated in the air and moved towards the other. “ You weren’t. But I wasn’t known for following the rules. ” then he tilted his head to the side while squinting. “ Are those my glasses? ”
" Was I lied to when they prohibited those to me up here ? " Their ravenous curls framed their visage almost completely, attempting to disguise that they had stolen Grace's glasses, testing the distorsion.
written by * 𝐦͟𝒐͟𝐧͟𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐬͟𝐜͟𝒐͟. he / they. + 21. quiet bpd & adhd. student. friendly but focuses on ic prose. descriptive & selective to speed replies. account will contain dead dove & triggering plots.