#petali-bianchi

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"Alfred I'm going to f-freeze--"

“You know I could warm ya up,” He replied, giving a light wink. “Besides you know it’d be cold.” He leaned down, kissing her cheek, “but if you’re that cold we could always go get some hot coco later, aight?”

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[TEXT]: I think I'm going on a date??????

[TEXT: chichi] omg whAT!??!?!??!?! WHO WITH OMG CHIARA1?!!??!?!?

[TEXT: chichi] u gotta spill like all the details okie dokie????

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♛ !!!

♛ My muse finding your muse wearing their clothes

The one thing that he hadn’t been expecting when he walked into his room, was to find his cousin all dolled up. Now this in itself wasn’t particularly odd - it was more the fact that she was dressed in his clothes. Like. Why.

“...Chi? Is that my shirt?”

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eye of the tiger (shippy or not is up to u)

“I’m totally gonna  kick your ass this time!” Alfred proclaimed with a small smirk. “I’ve never been beaten, and I don’t plan to lose today.” Okay so he was overly confident right now, but why wouldn’t he? There was no way he could lose, he’s done this over a million times before. “And you know what? I’m gonna be nice and take it easy on ya, ready?”

He looked down at Chiara before looking back to the tv to choose a song. He moved his wii remote a few times before he found the perfect song. Boy did he just love to play Just dance.

Pretty soon the song started and eye of the tiger blasted through the tv speakers. And instantly Alfred followed along to the moves, glancing over at her from time to time to see how she was doing. He snorted a little seeing she was fumbling with the remote a little. “It’s okay Chia, I knew you culdn’t do it.” He teased, and of coursed that riled her up to try and beat him. And pretty soon she had a higher score. oh no.

So Alfred did what he felt was best to do in this situation. He pulled a cheap shot and picked her up, spinning her around and singing eye of the tiger. Sooner or later he placed her down on the couch and started to tickle her, laughing himself as he did so. And he didn’t stop until the song was over and he was declared winner. “Haha, yeah I win!” Oh Alfred.

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Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

It only occurred to him in the morning, whilst watching the clouds in the sky drift by, that his life had become one of monotony. Grey days seemed to blur together as class after class dragged on, and he couldn’t help but imagine if things were different. What if something…something out of the ordinary were to happen to him. Something that changed his life forever, yeah. He quite liked the sound of that. 

He wouldn’t want something to terrible to happen to him, for instance something that could harm someone close to him, but perhaps something that tested his character - pushed at the boundaries of his personality and stimulated his mind. Exciting. Challenging. A situation in which he could truly be proud of himself, proud that he survived. 

These sorts of day-dreams swirled around in his mind during his contemplation, and early morning exhaustion began to set in, weighing down his eyes until they took a brief rest. Just a rest, definitely not a quick nap on the grass - before abruptly waking up.

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"That doesn't look like a very comfortable place to sleep."

Alight huff slipped through his lips while he rolled his eyes. “Probably, but I have no where else to go! I tried the library, I got smacked with a roll of newspaper. I tried some of my pal’s dorms, they either brought their partners over or wouldn’t let me sleep. I can’t go into my own dorm because it reeks. So until the smell is gone I’m stuck sleeping on this branch. I’ll be okay, I’ve seen Tarzan do it!”

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"Feli," Chiara knocked on the doorframe to his room, and then leaned on it with crossed arms. "Avete bisogno di aiuto con i compiti a casa?"

Jerking awake and doing his best to act as if he hadn’t just been napping, he sat up straight and called out “Ah, si! Grazie.”

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"Ah- scusi, didn't mean to bump you." ((!!! *wave*))

“Oh, no it’s fine! I certainly don’t mind running into pretty girls like you!”