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@krisilcavaliere
Holy shit, that's an influx of followers.
Hey everyone, having a nice day so far?
-Squints slowly-
Anymore squinting and you won’t be able to see, love.
Where were you When everything was falling apart?
O-oh. Well.. /his cheeks turn soft pink/ I'm a cross dresser.. I like girly things..
You look great in that skirt, sweetheart. You have quite the taste.
-Stares harder-
[`continues to stare at you.]
"Well it seems that you are quite a popular one."
"Am I?" Kris rubbed his face, his pen twirling in between his fingers in his other hand before shaking his head. "No, that’s incorrect." He moved his hand to open his black moleskin, scribbling down a few note before he spoke again, keeping his eyes down on the book. "Popularity is such a social construct made for teenagers with low self esteem. What makes someone popular? Is it how many people know them? Is it their ability to start fads and trends? I’m not popular. I’m the farthest thing from it." He circled a word aggressively in his notebook, pushing it towards her to see the word LOSER circled in black in. "That’s what I was in high school. Still am, just a little less awkward."
{'a warm smile broke on her face as it did whenever she saw someone as tall as you, the childish giddiness of having something like height in common with a person a consistent trait in her; bouncing on the balls of her feet, she tugged gently on your shirt sleeve, eyes shining with a fire much too bright to be human but then, she didn't know any better either} Nae nae! You make me look small, we have to be friends now, okay mister...ah? {'she pouted realising she didn't know your name}
[`turns to look at her, arching a brow at the sight of her before an impressed look crossed his features.] Wow. I’ve never met a female who was any bigger than 5’0”. [`chuckles, nodding his head as he slid his hand into hers.] I’m Kris. What’s your name?
Askandar fiddled with one of the rings on his fingers before sucking it up and offering a small, cube shaped box to the stranger. "This is for you, free of charge. It's a bottle – you can use it as a vase and can even drink out of it but..." He coughed some, voice raw. Talking seemed to be a problem again. "Please and thank you."
Kris tilted his head, arching a brow at the sight of the box. “A bottle?” He took it from the other’s hand, admiring it for a few moments. “How exactly does this work and… are you alright, darling?”
— Let’s start sending each other some cute finger hearts.
There’s too much hate going on in this world. We are a community—a family. So why do we spread so much hate about each other? Roleplay is where people go to take a break from their real life so why are we trying to make muns upset by saying harsh things? We are always preaching that IC =/= OOC. But sometimes that line gets crossed—we are human, after all. With that being said, KRP Love List is here to help you remember why we all still stay in this community and why we keep coming back. Feel free to send in whatever kind of confession you want—be in about someone you admire, something you really like about KRP, or anything else!
Anything sent in that is deemed to be malicious in any manner will not be tolerated and will be deleted immediately.
[ SEND IN AN ANONYMOUS NOTE ] [ FOLLOW FOR DAILY DOSE OF LOVE ]
I-I'm alright. /playing with the hem of his skirt/ A-am I disturbing y-you?
Not at all. [`his eyes flicker to your skirt.] Although, I hope you don’t find this rude but…I’m quite curious, why are you wearing a skirt?
I'm doing f-fine. /he smiles shyly/ T-thank you for asking. How are you, K-Kris?
I’m doing well. I’m a bit sore in places, but that’s because I’ve been sitting at my desk for far too long, I believe.
Kris. [' she smiles softly ]
[`returns her smile with one of his own, taking her hand and bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss to the back of it.] Ailee.
Hey there, I'm here to tell you that you're awesome, no matter what anyone else says! I hope you have a lovely day, and don't ever give up on yourself!
Although I’m many moons way too late for this message, it is still awfully sweet for you to leave this. Thank you, darling.
With the shop built with a large window, one that displayed all of the inside, the person who stood outside could easily have seen Luhan’s reaction to their presence despite that they may have been focused on a certain area. Given he had been the only person in the shop, and the overall interior of it had been still, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Being on the clock had him gather a bundle of flowers to show the male. Though roses may have been common, and so abundant that it lined a wall of the shop, it had been the ‘best’ thing he had at the moment. Giving a small bow, Luhan greeted the man with a smile and held the bouquet out, “Hello Sir! May I invite you inside to take a look?”
Kris was wandering—again. He seemed to have taken to wandering a lot. His boss would have preferred for him to stay behind the desk and finish his work, but he claimed he was “too much of a free spirit to just sit behind a desk” and was given the okay to wander around town. Not that his boss could do much—there was no one else would take the editor in chief job should Kris quit. So there he found himself as he always did: peering into random windows with his black moleskin journal in one hand and a pen in the other. He was too busy admiring the delicacies of the roses on display of that floral shop that he nearly jumped at the sound of another’s voice approaching him. His previously distracted and dazed eyes turned to look at his new company, blinking a few times to refocus. “Sure. Why not?” He shrugged a shoulder; although he had no intention of buying a bouquet, it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
She waves a little. "Hello. I'm Nozomi, It's a pleasure to meet you."
At the sight of the female, he bowed his head out of courtesy before returning her wave. “Hello, I’m Kris, and the pleasure is all mine. How do you do?”
[`drops some ice cubes on the floor] That was a lame attempt at an ice breaker. Hi there, sweets. I'm Chaeran.
[`snorts at her attempt before staring at the ice breakers and bursting into laughter, clapping.] That was good. That was really good. I’m Kris, nice to meet ya’, sweetheart.