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He sat down on a chair and then grinned at her. "Yeah. Thats cool for you. How are you gonna decorate it?"
"Oh wow. Looks like you had it all planned out." He smiled at her, crossing his arms.
"Just remember that there are going to be three pther girls moving in soon." He reminded her with a small smile
Ryan nodded slowly. "Good. Do you need help with anything?"
"If that's what you want me to do then sure I gueas." He said with a shrug
((Haha)
Ryan walked in with a small box of fries he had been eating. After about thirty minutes he had gone to get something to eat and drink and munch on. And his phone. He got bored wayyy to easily sitting in the hallway. He looked around and smiled at her. "Nice!"
Ryan walked in with a small box of fries he had been eating. After about thirty minutes he had gone to get something to eat and drink and munch on. And his phone. He got bored wayyy to easily sitting in the hallway. He looked around and smiled at her. "Nice!"
"Sooo why did you kick me out?" Ryan asked, taking a fuzzy out of her hair and then stroking it behind her ear, her hair not the fuzzy
He looked at her closely and then cupped her cheeks, looking at her curiously. "Are you okay?" He asked her softly, a frown on his face. It looked like she had been crying
He eyed her closely and then shook his head, "Can you tell me if something is wrong?"
He wrapped her arms around and held her up a little, stroking her hair softly. "Homesick. That happens sometimes." He whispered softly.
Most people at Lakewood came from rough pasts so it could be hard to adjust. Even more so considering she was so new. He hugged her and rested his chin on top of her head.
He stroked her hair softly and smiled faintly at her. "You okay?" He whispered, pulling her closer in the hug.
He stroked her cheek softly and lifted her face by putting his finger under her chin. "You'll get used to it... Hopefully." He smiled meekly.
He played with her hair, a faint smile on his face. "You feeling better?"
Ryan frowned a little. "Pretty private school girls?" He repeated. He had never really seen anyone as pretty. It was all from someone's point of view what pretty was or was not. Everything was pretty in its own way. Sounded about right.
Ryan hugged her a little more. "I highly doubt that." He murmured, a soft smile on his face. "I guess its because... I dunno. You're a good person, why be treated like anything less?"
He felt his cheeks light up but then go back down and he gently kissed her back.
He blushed a little and looked up but didn't say anything.
"What's so funny?" He asked, pulling away from her and running a hand through his hair, smiling softly at her.
He kissed her cheek softly but pulled away quickly when he felt something was wromg. He swallowed and looked around
A small image of Leia crossed his mind but he just smiled at Poet and looked out the window.
"From you? A lot. But I'm sure you don't wanna hear it. No reason to worry." He smiled at her softly.
He sighed softly and ran a hand through his hair. That would explain why he had warmed up to her so fast. She reminded faintly of Leia who he hadn't seen in months. "Just a girl I knew."
"No not a girlfriend. I hung out with her and I thought we were close..." He sighed softly.
He draped his arm over her shoulder and pulled her closer gently.
He stroked her hair softly and smiled, "Hi Poet." He said
He kissed her cheek lightly and smiled before looking back out the window. "You did a good job on the room."
He smiled softly at her and ran a hand through his hair, looking up at the roof
He ran his fingers through her hair softly. He wanted to ask where she was from but he didn't want to upset her
He turned his head and kissed her forehead sotly
He looked down at her and gently pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her tightly
He put his hand on the small of her back and kissed her back softly, feeling her smile.
He smiled at her and gently stroked her cheek, "So anything you wanna do Poet?" He asked, looking out the window and then back at her
"There is." He nodded. "I think so. I've been there a few times at least."
((Me and Dionne were planning on rping there. Im just waiting for her to post...))
((>.<))
He smiled and kissed her cheek softly. "Wanna go to the park today then?"
He smiled and kissed her cheek softly. "Wanna go to the park today then?"
He kissed her cheek softly. "Okay. Then come onn."
He smiled at her and waited for her by the door
((You wanna post at the park or me?))
Rory softly knocked on her door, "Poet?" he asked carefully in his Irish drawl. "Are you alright a chara?" he asked through the door. He had run after her when she left the diner, but lost her on the way, he remember that she was a Wallflower and that his friend Taliah was too, so he asked Taliah if someone named Poet lived in this dorm.
Rory furrowed his brows, "Betsy?" he asked curiously, "I'm going to have to deduct that that is a purely southern saying." he said. "But I am sorry, I didn't meant startle you. I was just worried." he added kindly.
Rory frowned, gently bringing her into a hug, making sure that f she wasn't a hug girl she could walk away, but if she wanted to stay he would hug her tighter. "I'm sorry, dear." he said truthfully. "I know how you feel more than you might think, I know that it hurts more than you could think and I'm truly sorry." he told her.
Rory nodded and held her tightly but gently to him, "It sneaks up on you doesn't it?" he asked, "Time I mean." he clarified. "I am truly sorry though.. I always thought there would a be a moment with my pa, a time where he would say goodbye and I would too and we would say what we needed to say and he would just... Go. But life doesn't like it to work like that." he said quietly.
Rory nodded, while he loved his mother he honestly sometimes thought he was already an orphan. "Cancer." he replied to her question. "My sister too." he added. Not to mention his mother's attempts at her life.
Rory shrugged, "I wish someone would tell her that." he said with a sigh. He smiled faintly at her kiss and words, "Aye, she was my heart." he said quietly.
Rory held her hands gently, "Aye, that true." he agreed to her saying his father and sister would always be in his heart. A smile played on his lips, "Girlfriend?" he asked, his smile a bit wider.