newromantxcsx | Bradley&Madison
Bradley would be lying if he said his initial plan wasn't just to walk straight past her. His own college work kicking his ass, alongside the boss of his part-time job also doing the same, not to mention the constant nagging in both ears from both his younger siblings about how their parents were being ‘so unfair’, it was safe to say that the male’s life was getting stressful enough as it is. But it would be just like his dad - and probably also just like his brother - to just walk on by and ignore the less than pleased expression on the female’s face, in favour of focusing on his own problems. He’d never want to be anything like his family. And so instead, he turned, hands slipping into his pockets as he took in her expression -- a little stressed, maybe. Tired. Concentrating on something, or just genuinely unhappy; he couldn't tell. “Y’know, a pretty girl like you should really smile more often.”















