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She smiles brightly, standing up and moving around to the other girls side of the table to pull her into a tight hug. “Thank you…”
She chuckled and hugged back “You’re welcome”
Kacey grins brightly and goes back to her own seat. "It's nice to have a good friend again... I've only ever had a few..."
“Wow… Three hundred years? There’s a lot more to you than meets the eye, huh?” Kacey shakes her head, resting a hand on the other girls arm. “It’s fine! It’s not a burden, I promise, I don’t mind at all! I’ll make it fun too, I swear.” She chuckles, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly.
“Then… what? Do you know him or something…?” She asks tentatively, not wanting to pry where she wasn’t welcome.
She grinned. “You could say that~ I don’t exactly look my age anymore. Not that I ever really did.” She had always been told she looked younger than she did—though now, with her physique forever in the body of a thirteen year old, the saying was just truth now. She smiled at the touch on her shoulder, smiling just a bit more. “Only if you’re sure,” she replied, nodding.
“Do I know him…?” Her smile lessened, becoming more rueful than anything else. “I don’t know. Just because they have the name doesn’t mean they’re the same person. So I don’t know if I really know him or not.”
"Mm. Well, I think that I've got quite a bit to learn about you, Crystal. I hope you'll let me stick around long enough to do so." She smiles, nudging her shoulder gently. "Yes, I'm sure. I'd really like to teach you what I know."
"Well, if you want to make sure then you should meet him. I don't think it'd be that hard. You control snow and ice, and he's the spirit of winter. All you have to do if follow winter wherever it goes, I'd guarantee you'd find him."
She listens to the man rant on with an amused smile, chuckling when he introduces himself. “You like to talk, don’t you Doctor? Which isn’t a bad thing, talking is actually very good, but only if you’re charming. If you’re not charming then most people get bored very easily! But you seem very charming, so I’m sure people never get bored of listening to you talk. And now it seems that ranting is contagious! I’m Kacey, pleasure to meet you, sir.”
“OF COURSE I’M CHARMING!” He a gave a smug smile, rocking back and forth on his heels. “If I wasn’t charming no one would believe me half the time when I say I’m the Doctor. Or at least trust me. It’s all in the charms. At least, now I’m going on about something else. Pleasure, Ms. Kacey. Yes, ranting can be a contagious thing. Not a bad contagion though.”
Kacey crosses her arms over her chest, grinning up at the taller man. "Mhm, being charming can certainly work wonders." She chuckles, running a hand through her hair. "So, Mr. Chatterbox, what are you a doctor of, anyway? Medicine, psychology, dentistry?"
She laughs, a pink blush covering her cheeks. “Thanks… It’s kind of hard to have… close, friends when you’re as cold as I am. People just… Don’t want to be near you.”
“Well, I think of you as a good...
She smiles brightly, standing up and moving around to the other girls side of the table to pull her into a tight hug. "Thank you..."
She laughs, a pink blush covering her cheeks. “Thanks… It’s kind of hard to have… close, friends when you’re as cold as I am. People just… Don’t want to be near you.”
“Well, I think of you as a good friend”
Her face lights up, eyes wide. “Really? I-I didn’t know… Thank you. I think of you as a good friend too…”
She smiled and laughed “That’s good”
"So... You don't mind my um... temperature? I'm so cold... especially this time of year..."
Guess I'm just spending my birthday alone... As usual...
Me and my family.
Me: I have so many cool friends man.
Family: What, where?
Me: Tumblr, omfg.
Family: You're a lonely, LONELY little girl.
Me: Are you kidding me? I have 100 followers.
Family: Get a job.
Parents are just kinda peasants like that.
i’m not scared of dying from like an apocalypse on friday, but i’m scared of dying from someone acting stupid because they think it’s the apocalypse
this child is our savior who will guide us through the coming apocalypse
i swear if all of you dont reblog this i will cry
but really this is going to be the most anti-climatic thing because we’re all going to wake up on the 22nd, log onto tumblr and be like
what do you mean you can’t hang out i showered for this
i shaved for this
i put a bra on for you.
i got off tumblr for you
i am wearing real pants
I went outside
i got out of bed
i woke up
For every " ✲ " I get I'll confess a turn on.
I'm not Tumblr famous.
Getting asks isn’t a regular thing, I still smile when I see Messages (1).
People don’t reblog me ASAP. Sure, I get reblogged 20 or 30 notes, if I’m lucky.
I don’t get asked for pictures of me.
People don’t ask me for requests.
I don’t have a lot to offer.
most of my blog is 99.9% reblogs
i LOVE every little follower of mine