#rockhoppah

[mellifluencex]

@rockhoppah

“NAGISA! Oh my gosh!! You’ve got to try these!”

She hadn’t even spoken to him that long ago, but discovering the majesty of the canapes she’d had to rush back almost immediately. With what was essentially two plates full

“Small food! It’s so cute! And- Aahh, it’s amazing!”

After savouring the heavenly morsels for a moment longer, a slightly sly grin crossed her face.

“So, how many times have you been asked for dances?”

[narcissismknight-blog]

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      ❝ ♚ ❞ : “Aw, you look like a little me! Which makes me automatically your Nee-chan, right?” They really just both have blonde hair, but, any excuse to baby someone. “Come here, you precious child, I’m sure you’re scared and lost in such a big place.” She brought the complete stranger’s head to her chest, stroking his hair. 

[whxtscolor]

In all his rush to get to the mansion in time, he got there alright--too early, as a matter of fact. 

He sighs, softly, as he plops himself down on the floor, wondering how he managed this again, although it wasn’t too big of a deal. He’d be fine waiting, especially if--

The sound of someone else entering the room catches his attention, and Kaito perks up upon seeing a face he, of course, recognizes approaching him. 

“Oh, it’s you, Nagisa!” The android exclaims, smiling brightly and offering a wave from his position. “Did you decide to peek in today? Even though I’m early, ahaha...”

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[genesismaiden]

rockhoppah:

Simply and not so subtly, he snatched one of the fries from her plate, chewing on it tentatively as he waited to see if she’d continue. Which was clear she wasn’t going to after a few seconds of still silence between them.

“You might feel better if you have something in your tummy anyway, that usually works for me.”

“And talking about things. Even if it’s just minor stuff.”

The munching of fries had no impact in regards to taking any action; if he wanted them, she’d put up no fight. Which in itself was uncharacteristic of her.

But she was defeated, and struggling to see clearly.

Instead, she opted for the latte on the opposite side of the plastic tray, bringing it to her lips and sipping the warm beverage while mulling over his suggestions.                            Junk food was classically the comfort a girl who had been dumped would seek. But what if a relationship had never begun in the first place?

“Talking won’t change anything...”

The paper cup remained between her hands when she set it back onto the table, staring into the steamy froth.

                               “I thought I understood this place; that nothing is certain to last. People don’t. It... knocked the wind out of me, like a reality check, you know?”