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how much of my mother has my mother left in me? how much of my love will be insane to some degree? how much of my father am i destined to become? will it wash out in the water๏ผ or is it always in the blood?
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timid fingers & eyes lightly pull the bag more open, showcasing the hidden treasure. she made it? that's even more impressive than what it holds inside! how soโฏ he would love to know the process โฆ it seems she's quite crafty!
โi am fine.โ an attempt to sound more appropriate, nothing of the mess of words he is. hand reaches over shoulder to dust anything off the stranger, a simple compensation. โyou?โ tilting in concern.
grasping his hand tightly as they lift him off the ground, his lips pursed in a worried pout. โmeโฏ i โฆ too tired,โ rushed words spewed without thought, embarrassment only creeping up skin after.
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he was on his feet. โ noโno, itโs my fault. i wasnโt looking where i was going. are you okay .แฃ โ hues glance upon it, reading demeanour or possible damage he couldโve done.
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mouth opens in awe, eyes twinkling in curiousity as he peeks inside of the satchel. is he allowed to take a look? he'd love to see what she's collected.
She looks at the Aqua tinted he find showing it to her , she finds it pretty and a vibrant color pulling a small bag over her shoulder placing it down between them ! She open it up and it was filled with different beautiful trinkets .
their own body still upright, surging sense of responsibility with worry. โsorry, sorry โฆ !โ he offers a hand to the other, leaning down. โokay?โ
on their way home from another day of exploring land, eyes tired and hair wet from their quick swimโฏ theo is unable to register their surrounding properly, hence โฆ
a clashing of bodies ( * oof! ) and a fallen prince.
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sneaking out of the palace late at night, hidden beneath cloak โโ the last thing he expected was to bump into the * READER !
now on the floor, a disheveled mess of a prince.
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