❛ So, my old foe, we meet on the battlefield once again. ❜ / bella u know the blog
❝ you want to go for round two, huh? ❞ innocence of emmett’s quip is lost with an intent to, the response to her suggestion formulated by credence —— a smirk so arrogant that pure narcissism permeates the collected state of his expression. right limb stretches outward in preparation, before the nook of his elbow retracts, a support he constructs against the smooth boulder, his fingertips writhing in the anticipated connection of her own. ( he’d not even alluded to any late night practises, no twitch to his air managed to give away an ounce of false sincerity . . . but edward, if you can hear this, emmett issues a warning to your well-being hereafter. ) ❝ c’mon. —— you worried this time i’ll embarrass you? ❞ don’t leave him waiting!
alice in wonderland: accepting. @bhellas.