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Strawberry Fields
Sue-Ellen glanced at the strawberries and then back at him. The strawberries were pretty, she supposed, but most people did not come to the strawberry fields just to admire them. "Oh, okay," she said awkwardly. "I guess they are a little pretty." A little embarrassed that she had not offered to share before, she blushed. "Um, did you want to try a couple from my basket? I am mainly picking them to try a new baking recipe." Oddly enough, this was probably the longest conversation she had ever had with a boy, outside of her adoptive family.

"No, they are yours. Besides, we have huge fields of them."
He picks one, shines it with his shirt, then eats it.
"Yum."
Not exactly sure how to respond to his blunt answer to her offer, she paused. "Oh. Okay," she said before returning to her sitting position to pick strawberries in awkward silence- or at least she thought the moment felt awkward to her. Once in a while, her grey eyes would divert their focus from the strawberries, stealing a side-long glance at the boy and wondering if maybe she had done something to offend him. She breathed a small sigh. She was probably just over-thinking- something which happened frequently.

"You didn't offend me, you realize that right?"
He sits next to her, now wondering if he offended her, or something. He tries to think of a good joke to bring up the mood, but he can't really think of one.


Cass came in with a back pack, wearing more relaxed clothes now though he still had to change them for his wings to go through his t shirt. He spotted Diara easily and moved over to her, nodding to her "You look nice" he said with a smile.







"Hey Sage, couldn't sleep either?" he asked her with a smile as he hugged her tight for a moment before breaking it.

"Well that is quite a depressing thing, never good visions?" he asked her with a raised brow and rubbed her back to try and calm her.


"Well nothing in life is certain but one can hope" he said with a smile. kissing her forehead. He wiped at her brow as she seemed to be welling up some "Come now, no crying with me" he said, trying his hand at spreading out an warm aura since his mother was goddess of hearth.
"Sure, a change of scenery is fine with me" he said with a glance at the couple. he took her hand and started the walk towards the garden.


"Wait, I'm allowed to do this, right?"
He looked at Willow nervously, eyes rounded.








Willow takes a few quick steps backwards, she trips over a rock and falls, the strawberry hits her head. “I told you I was bad.” Willow said with a laugh.





((gtg soon


"I feel slightly bad, you know," he said slowly, a small smile gracing his lips. "Because you keep missing and I keep catching. How about I just..."
His voice trailed off as he offered the strawberry up to Willow, pressing it gently against her lips.
"Catch," he whispered, his eyes suddenly dark with desire as he noticed how pretty Willow was in the fading light. The sun cast flattering shadows around her face, and Felix realized then that the strawberries were not nearly as sweet as the girl sitting before him.
He leaned in closer just a little...
"Admiring the strawberries"
Blake wonders why she couldn't realize that. Then he shrugs.