notamoonchild
He didn’t notice how hard his teeth were biting into his lower lip until a metallic taste struck his tongue. He was sure that if he unclenched his jaw, however, words more vile than he could ever imagine would spill out. A deep breath spread through his lungs and he exhaled in an attempt to keep calm.
”I'd rather you not associate with him. He’s a total creep, and we should be heading back anyways.”
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Finally her orbs would move to see the tense look on his face, fraught with a certain sense of what seemed to be anger. It was an unfamiliar attitude for the two to be caught in. Part of her was frustrated in return that he had taken the time to meddle, but the idea that he cared that much, also had its toll on her mind. ❛ – Oh now you want to leave? And then what? We can spend another night talking, just like we've done since we were little? Teddy watching after Victoire.❜