“You like that boy, don’t you?”
A playful smile graced the artist’s star-freckled face. Knowing smile spread wide along her lips, showing off her pearly whites.
The ‘boy’ she was referring to was Adrien Agreste. Rapunzel didn’t personally know him but while visiting Paris she had spotted PLENTY of posters.
His visage was easy to remember. “You know, when you walked through the door I saw him glance over his shoulder and smile. Why don’t you go say hi?? If you want I could go with you!”
she pauses - glancing back over to where adrien was , it was obvious still - to anyone but him at least , that she adored him . it wasn’t as bad as when they had first met - the honeymoon feeling had worn off leaving her able to act like a normal person for once around him - but of course the feelings still stayed.
❛❛ he did ? , really? he smiled? - i .. i mean i don’t even know what to say to him. whenever i think about telling him my mind goes completely BLANK no thoughts to be found ! i suppose love is weird that way, isn’t it ? ❜❜