⠀⠀ (crown lolls forward / come——hither gaze tips over aureate——framed shades, leather——clad digits remain a lingering presence at trailblazer’s hip.) concussion. right. come, let me check your pupils.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ((hurriedly pulling away from the stoneheart && then scratching at the base of his own neck, that awkward, pitched chuckle echoing again.))
⠀⠀⠀⠀ sorry! sorry. i'm happy to see you! also, concussion. 👍
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⠀⠀ well, for once, you’re in luck; i’ve managed to snag a few vacations days, & i’ve yet to dedicate them toward anything fruitful.. perhaps i’ll keep you company.
⠀⠀ (diamond——shaped pupils now honed in on mourning dove’s palm, the one she’d left a kiss upon afore.. unexpected departure.) lonely? is the express not giving you the attention you need? oh, you poor thing..
⠀⠀ oh, come on.. you have to be quicker than that, mr sunday. (rose——tinted glasses twirled round index, coquettish coo to tone.) but yes, here i am.. it seems you’ve been anticipating my return? ^^
⠀⠀ (kaleidoscope hues mimic butterfly’s flutter ‘hind rose——tinted glasses, ascent of gilded brow.) you seem quite disorientated, my friend. or perhaps you are just happy to see me,
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ((oh woooow. trailblazer's gold orbs wide && blinking, bug-like. an awkward chuckle bubbles from his lips.))
⠀⠀⠀⠀ yup! more careful, haha aha! ha. soooo fancy seeing you here? ((still in aventurine's harms. hasn't moved to stand up yet.))
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