On any other day, this would have been a NIGHTMARE. While being out after curfew was nothing that would get you CONFINED, it certainly wasn’t a P O P U L A R thing with the guards. She had made as good of an attempt to AVOID them as she could && normally, while studying late with Wells, she COULD avoid them with relative ease.
JUST KEEP QUIET. Glass lectured herself, listening to the set of footsteps beside her. Her stomach tied in knots, trying to keep blue eyes looking ANYWHERE except the Waldenite walking next to her. Her hands intertwined with each other, fiddling nervously.
Glass was NEVER this nervous around guards, nor boys. But something about the way this one walked && held himself was { INTOXICATING } to her. Not to mention the way the corners of his lips twitched into the smallest hint of a smile. The silence was beginning to KILL her.
❝ Luke, right? I uh-- I heard the other guard say it. ❞
AND HE SAID IT, GLASS. The girl mentally slapped herself, trying her hardest not to show her DISAPPOINTMENT in herself to the young man beside her. Her pace slowed, glancing him up and down.
❝ You...you really didn’t have to walk me home. I do know the way. ❞
