awww Madie misses Felix :(
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awww Madie misses Felix :(
All You Never Say || Felix & Madeleine
All throughout her college life Madeleine's father kept on asking her whether English Literature was the best course for her, when soon she would take her place in her family's business as one of the leading fashion houses in France.
She pursued her dream course even without her father's approval, learning about sonnets and analysing text while having to compose poems or prose. There was no moment that she didn't enjoy; every class, every lesson had meaning, and now that she was in her last year of college, she was excited to graduate and maybe even write a book of poems she could publish.
Madeleine walked into the room, walking up to a batch mate who took up the same course but she barely talked to.
"Excusez-moi, is this seat taken?" she asked him softly, hoping that she could have the seat next to him, it afforded her a good view of the board.
"Do I know you?"
"I...I d-don't think so." Billie kept her eyes averted, attempting to keep her face inconspicuously hidden behind a menu. "Y-you must be mistaking me for...for s-someone else." So, she'd accidentally dumped his drink on him the week before--it was hard to forget the moment herself, or the lingering sensation of wanting to duck her head in the sand like an ostrich, but maybe if she was lucky, he would have the memory of a goldfish.
oh my god he's wearing the white shirt of sex
♬
Send me a ” ♬ ” and I will put my ipod on shuffle. The song that plays will be our song
State of Grace (Acoustic Version) - Taylor Swift
This is a state of grace,This is the worthwhile fight.Love is a ruthless gameUnless you play it good and right.These are the hands of fate;You're my Achilles heel.This is the golden age of something good and right and real.