Mio
"And, when you get her laughing hard enough, she bites her lower lip slightly to try and stop herself. And, it's just-" He sighs, leaning back against the wall. "Adorable."
(Remember, this is a prompt. You can do what ever you like with your own interpretation and don't have to keep it exactly like how it's written.)
My use of the prompt:
"Her eyes shine like sapphires, and she always smells like a river breeze!" Chad swoons, causing Chello to roll his eyes and gag.
"Dude, she's a fresh water siren." Vladimir points. "It's absolutely foolish to fall in love with one."
Chello nods, readjusting the instrument, which he was nicknamed after, on his back. He pulls a notepad out of his pocket, scribbling something down before turning it so the other two could read. 'She could kill you at any time.'
"So? Guys, I trust her. She's absolutely amazing, with her flowing brunette hair a shining blue scales." Chad counters, traveling back into la la land. "And, when you get her laughing hard enough, she bites her lower lip slightly to try and stop herself. And, it's just-" He sighs, leaning back against the wall. "Adorable."
Chello raises and eyebrow, holding up the notepad which now says, 'Oh, the poor love struck fool.'
"Dude, you're a demon!" Vladimir shouts.
"Love doesn't care about differences, Vlad." Chad argues, still swooning over this girl.
Vladimir couldn't understand it. Then again, he wouldn't even understand friendship if it wasn't for these two. Maybe one day I will get love. He thinks to himself. Ironically, he would, and with a ocean siren, as she would help him escape Hell.
