@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
(Hey dudes)
(Hey dudes)
(Bruhs)
(HI!)
Ferran skidded to a halt. "We're here Tia!"
Tia went past him and stopped with a shriek of her sneakers on the asphalt. She paced back to Ferran, scowling.
Ferran grinned. "You okay there?"
(Salutations)
Tia stopped right in front of him and tapped her foot irritably. Her eyebrows were arched with the same ferocity.
Ferran blushed. "What?"
"Some boyf-" Tia stopped with wide eyes and bit her lip hard. Stupid! "Some running buddy you are," she corrected herself, hoping Ferran wouldn't catch what she was about to say.
Ferran stared at her, blushing hard. "What were you gonna call me?"
Busted, idiot! "Um…" Tia pressed her lips together tightly. Too tightly. It hurt.
"Nevermind. We should wait for the others."
"Ok," Tia said. wHy DidN'T yOu TEll hiM?! she screamed at herself. (Can Ferran read minds?)
(OH wait they all have a mental connection duh)
"T-Tell me what?"
Tia's entire face went slack. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pictured the words: "I really really like you, Ferran." But when she tried to speak them, they stuck to her tongue and pasted themselves to her lips. "I- I really… really… l-l-like yooou, Ferran." She bit her lip and flinched.
"Oh…" He blushed harder. "I-I like…you too…"
"Really?" Tia's eyes widened. "Well… uh… it's a mutual like then?" She smiled shyly.
Ferran chuckled. "Yeah I guess it is…"
(I gtg my guy)
(Same, later!)
(I'm on for a little.)
(I missed you prolly)
(No, I'm here!)
(AW YISS)
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