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Post by dahlia marie potter on Feb 27, 2015 19:05:30 GMT 10
Can you imagine a time when the truth ran free? birth of a song, death of a dream "Wow" Cyric said as he closed his locker door. "You sound like you have been really busy lately." he added, giving her a small smile. It was obvious that he liked her, he just wasn't sure if she knew it. Or if she did know and was just ignoring it. He really hoped it was not the second option. "If you're too busy, maybe you should take a break from one of your activities." he suggested. He didn't expect her to actually follow that advice, it was just a stupid suggestion really.
Cyric nodded his head when she said that she was ready. "Alright, let's go then" he said and made his way down the hall. Since it wasn't crowded, he didn't have to worry about losing her in it. Holding the door open for her, he smiled as he saw his car in his line of sight. It was a small dark red Saturn. It was old, that originally belonged to his father and was handed to him when he passed his test. Although he liked the car his father had given him, he had been saving up for a new one in case if his current one broke down.
"Your chariot awaits" he said to her as he made his way to the car, unlocking all of the doors. Opening up the door to the backseats, he tossed his backpack inside. Getting in, he closed the door behind him and hooked his phone up on the phone charger. "Well hurry up, we'll wanna get there before they close!" he teased her. made by abby of i'm so curious tagged: open music: closer to the edge by 30 seconds to mars outfit: here notes: enjoy
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