“i mean no offense, but it adds weight to my embarrassment that it was you who happened to witness me bust my butt. you’re, like, pretty and… uh, cool… as i’m sure you know.” elijah remarked, his cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red as he grabbed her hand and was finally able to lift himself off the icy ground. “to be fair, it’s not the ice that made me fall. it was certainly a contributing factor, but my hostile relationship with gravity probably played a larger part in that.” okay, elijah, please stop talking. he was prone to overshare when nervous, which was a fairly regular emotion in his life.
Ariana couldn’t help but the her lips turn up into a smile as she heard the boy ramble on, “I don’t know about the whole pretty part, but the cool part, I definitely know” she joked. Her smile never faded as the boy talked, being from the richest family in New York she was used to boys being total douchebags or arrogant assholes. Talking to Elijah was always like taking a breath of fresh air. Not listening to a boy talk about stocks or how many girls he’s fucked in the first ten seconds was amazing. “It sounds like you need a walker of some-sort... Ooh or maybe a scooter chair thing. That would be nice, not having to walk everywhere” Ari said with a shrug. “Where are you off to?”












