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Eliott was having flashbacks. Sitting on the floor with him. S’étirer à deux cause they were #thecutestballetduoever. Elle s’ennuyait plus du temps où ils dansaient ensemble soudainement. They were great at dancing. On peut leur donner au moins ça. Le reste was messy. La ballerine se retenait pour rappeler à King qu’avant il pouvait aller beaucoup plus loin pour l’agacé cause he looked nervous.
“DID HE FOUND MY DOG????” was Eli’s thoughts. Et quand il s’explique. Avant même qu’il finisse sa phrase. Son coeur panique. “FUCK PLEASE TELL ME ITS NOT ME.” It wasn’t. Thank god! It was Ivy. “Wait what?” Son corps continuait de bouger comme si l’étirement en soit était une routine. Elle le faisait tellement souvent.
King avait réussi. Eli ne parlait plus. Le laissant continuer, she had no words. Son cerveau faisait des connexions. Closed doors that used to be wide open. Not wanting her to come pick up the tree. THE MUSICAL. Sure she had to work… But she didn’t think that far.
Since October?! So… you’ve been exploring, all by yourself? “Eli, be a good friend, remember you’re trying to be supportive criss.”
Reminds me of my coming out. Idiote. But she had no words. Him telling her he loves her. Elle avait réussi à le faire rire (après un regard exaspéré). Mission accompli. Good friends make eachother laugh. I love you too. Pas de la même façon que tu aimes Ivy, obviiiiiiii.
Stopping her stretching. I’m nervous, do I have to move out? Making it all about her. Like the Queen that she was. Now she wanted more nutella damn it. She hate it all. (She lied earlier, more that tree spoon got in her mouth.)
@Kingsley Delarosa