( williamblakerpg )
Running errands became an everyday thing for Stassy to do. After she landed a part-time job over the summer and had a steady income, it was fun to spend her paychecks on useless things like quirky hair clips and a new food bowl for her cat. While in the arts and crafts aisle, probably scavenging through temporary tattoos, the girl caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the corner of her eye. Crazily dyed hair and a graphic band shirt. William. The two hadn’t spoke since their spontaneous make out session a few weeks back, which put their friendship at an awkward standstill. Oddly enough, she missed the guy, but she wouldn't dare go up and speak to him. Stassy quickly averted her eyes, holding her breath, hoping and praying that he wouldn’t spot her.