Jun 20, 2017
Aren't you even the slightest bit intrigued, Belle?
¿¿¿Belle squares her shoulders and crosses her arms over her chest, quirking a charcoal eyebrow. The old squeaky wheels and cogs of perfect predictability are turning in her head and if only she could capture this moment somehow.
Ah yes, Gaston was attempting to court her! Finally looking amused, she lets out a small crafty laugh and shrugs her shoulders, pretentiously ‘oblivious.’
❝Why… Why wouldn’t I be, Gaston? You managed to tie your bootlaces today. I’m in pure awe. I swear it.❞