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/ i miss the experience of having a dm storyline that you write back and forth in until you fall asleep, lowkey. life was simpler then. i must find that whimsy again.
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he could hear her footsteps from miles away effortlessly, but there, paralyzed in front of his own locker, he waited for her body to collide * gently into his own.
“you did it again . .” he smirked, genuinely.
he was carrying an almost empty tray, except for the apple resting in the center of it as his footsteps followed hers to an empty table, far enough from the human ears of most of her friends. -;
resting his back against the plastic chair as a human would. “i'd rather be totally here, with you.”
his eyes were bright golden; he wouldn't dare to be so close to her if he wasn't so well fed and focused on listening to * her.
his eyes blinked softly, causing the irises to reflect the female figure in front of him; rosalie exuded an aura that, indirectly, bothered him for no apparent reason as he tried to search for some relevant thought.
the glass pane revealed the tiny drops falling outside the house; transparency was esmes style, strangely comforting to him when the world outside was noisy and dark enough. -;
disarray . ” the blonde began to descend the plush stairs , manicured nails lightly dragging along the banister . she had never seen her brother so disorganized , even thoughtless at times .
finally, edward relaxed his posture as a human would when turning towards her.
golden eyes met hers with palpable apathy.
“i think i can manage on my own for a day or two, you don't have to worry, * sister.” -;
( his eyes scanned every expression she made, intent on seeking out any discontent with the not-so-extravagant gift, but filled with a meaning that only she would understand. -;
( she carefully took the box , silently staring at it . her thumb brushed over the wood , feeling the slight grooves of the engraving . finally , she opened the box . the first chords of the song created especially for her playing in a dainty tune . )
edward . . . +
the warm body slammed into his. where were his manners when the girl rested her rhythmic heart on top of his own that did not beat at all?
he wrapped his arms around her body and allowed himself to kiss the top of her head. ) -;