@WriteOutofTime
"Yep, next time instead of a sketchbook," she said, "I'll bring my laptop, my phone, and an HDMI cord. No more boring afternoons filled with Jeopardy and Family Feud." She gestured to the old TV with a laugh.
"Yep, next time instead of a sketchbook," she said, "I'll bring my laptop, my phone, and an HDMI cord. No more boring afternoons filled with Jeopardy and Family Feud." She gestured to the old TV with a laugh.
Thorn laughed, "No more Twilight! God that makes me so happy."
"You'll never have to even think about…what's his name? Edward?" Lana shook her head. "No more sparkly vampires."
Thorn let out a grateful sigh, "I'm really glad you talked to me. Otherwise I never would have known what I've missed out on. My brother can't visit me all that often, so I can go months without contact from the outside world."
"I'm really glad I talked to you, too," she said with a grin. "Also, if my aunt actually shows up this weekend, you can meet her. Just in case you get tired of seeing the same face all the time. And my drug dealer." She looked at Thorn. "That last part was a joke."
Thorn smiled, "I figured. And I would love to meet your aunt, though I doubt I'll get tired of you."
Lana blushed a little, glancing away. "Well, good. Because I'm definitely sticking around."
Thorn blushed realizing what she said, "That's good. I-I don't think I want you to leave."
Lana looked back at her, her heart rate quickening. "W-we're being so sappy," she said with a breathy laugh.
Thorn looked back. She felt her heart beat increase and breathing became a bit harder, "Y-yeah. I guess we are."
"Your eyes are different up close," Lana said suddenly. Their faces were inches apart. "Still red, but with flecks of brown and gold. Very…very beautiful."
Thorn's face heated up so she turned redder, "I-I 've never noticed that."
She didn't mind the closeness at all, shockingly.
"I was stupid to think I could ever capture such beauty on a page," she whispered, her voice horse. "It's like trying to fit an ocean into a bottle."
Thorn gulped, "I-I don't think you did that bad of a job. You captured it p-pretty well."
"So the ocean doesn't know her own beauty," she said with a gentle smile. "The greatest artist in the world could never capture something so perfect."
Thorn tilted her head, "I don't know what you mean by that. I-I'm not that pretty."
"No, you're not pretty," Lana snorted, "you're…unique. Gorgeous. To describe you as pretty would be to discredit you."
Thorn was pretty sure her face was cherry red at the moment, "Th-thanks."
"Okay, not to ruin the moment," Lana said, trying not to laugh, "but since your skin is so pale it's really, really obvious you're blushing." She let out a small giggle.
Thorn hit her playfully, "Shut it. I know that."
"But it's really cute though!" Lana protested , pretending to be hurt as she rubbed the place Thorn had smacked her.
Thorn huffed, "Fine. I-is it really cute?"
"Why not? I'm pretty supportive, don't you think?" Luka put a finger on Axel's nose, smiling.
"Yes, it's cute," Lana said definitively.
(I'm back! Also can someone explain what's going on?)
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