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Post by Nora Foster on Aug 21, 2016 1:54:59 GMT
▲ Honestly, she didn't really know why this poor boy had caught her attention. Just for some reason, she was itching to tease someone, to see them squirm. And what better person to tease, the shy kid in class. Really, they were Nora's favorite to tease; the way they turned bright red and looked the other way just made her go " d'aww," internally. So there she was, her palm against the wall, leaning towards and trapping the poor kid. It didn't really seem like he would be one for the hard-hitting, lip biting teasing. Nah, the pick-up lines had seemed like they would work to her advantage. The cheesier the better, she had thought. And worked it did. Maybe a bit too much, however. " Do you photosynthesize? ‘Cause I can’t leaf you alone tonight." " You must be a botanist, ’cause I’m lichen you." Yes, she had done her research, AKA, watch the boy from afar, taking a note of the books he was reading. But really, it was all for it! Quite honestly, this was the most fun she had had in a while. And his quick glances and red face was certainly spurring her on. However, he seemed to finally gather all of his courage to finally run away, mumbling something about classes or the like, his face hidden behind the book. Nora stared after him, a disappointed look on her face. Well dammit , there goes another, she thought with a sigh, as she scratched the top of her head. miles kennedy ● 2 5 0 ● /wheezes i have a problem with pick up lines MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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Post by miles kennedy on Aug 21, 2016 19:32:10 GMT
NOTHING MORE DANGEROUS THAN A BOY WITH CHARM Miles didn’t always use empty classrooms as convenient places to drag someone into, for a hasty bout of making out. Today was one of those days, where his goals didn’t actually include manhandling anyone —his intention for wanting to commandeer an empty classroom was in order to complete one of his mandatory papers. Oh, come now, don’t look so shocked. He did have a brain somewhere underneath all the shameless one-liners and winks; he just didn’t apply himself to things like school. Not since he was young and — well, that was a story for another day. But the deadline for the blasted paper was fast approaching, and Miles needed a place far removed from other people in order to finish it. And he really hated libraries, because there were too many people there that he wouldn’t be allowed to bother for long periods of time — too many distractions, in other words. So he was off to find an unused classroom, which shouldn’t be difficult at this time of the day, where most students were off for lunch. As expected, he found a room that didn’t seem to be occupied, and was just about to breeze his way inside when he realized that, oh wait, there were two students at the back of the room. Quietly, unnoticed, he paused by the doorway and stared at them. One was a girl, with her arm out to bracket a — oh hey! That was Shy Plant Kid! Miles grinned silently, watching and listening as the girl schmoozed up to Shy Plant Kid; good luck, babe, that kid’s shut up tighter than a bud what hasn’t bloomed. Only, if the boy’s red face and stammering responses were anything to go by, apparently she was getting somewhere with him. Who knew all one needed were some botany puns? But the boy then ducked under her arm and made a hasty run for the door, and Miles quickly stepped aside as to not block the poor thing’s escape. He rolled his tongue piercing thoughtfully around in his mouth, letting his teeth click gently against the steel barbel. In that moment, he made up his mind, and made his way into the room. “Didn’t manage to hold onto him, I see,” he said playfully, by way of a greeting. His paper wouldn’t suffer much if he put it off for another couple of hours. Right now, he was much more interested in teasing the teaser. notes: Nora Fosteromg “‘cause i’m lichen you” HAHAHA NORA PLS MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW |
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Post by Nora Foster on Aug 24, 2016 14:54:07 GMT
▲ A voice broke through Nora's thoughts and she turned her head slightly. " Nah, unfortunately I pushed him a bit too much," she admitted, letting out a soft sigh. Fully turning around, she let out a soft sound. Goddammit, he's so tall. After a couple of minutes, she realized that she had been staring at him with narrowed eyes. Clearing her throat, Nora stood up straighter and brushed herself off, a bit embarrassed at her staring. " I'm guessing those won't work on you," she said, tilting her head to the side, a playful smile appearing, " you don't really look like a shy guy, but I've been surprised before." As she spoke, Nora tried to place a name with his face, feeling like she had seen him before. Shrugging that away, she stuck her hand out to him, before saying, " The name's Nora. I don't think we've met, I would've remembered a face like yours." The redhead winked up at him, feeling a confidence high from teasing the other boy. If anything, this one was pretty cute. Perhaps she could test the waters for a bit before classes start. Then again, English had never been an interesting subject for her... If things turned positive, she wouldn't mind skipping the class. miles kennedy ● 2 0 8 ● I have such a weak-spot for pick-up lines I stg MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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Post by miles kennedy on Sept 11, 2016 15:05:10 GMT
NOTHING MORE DANGEROUS THAN A BOY WITH CHARM Miles grinned, meeting the girl’s narrowed gaze with an open one that practically flashed “keep staring, it fuels my life”. He hooked his thumbs into the belt loops on his jeans and strolled further into the room, until he was at a comfortable proximity from the girl — comfortable for Miles, anyway, which was usually a little uncomfortable for everyone else. He didn’t exactly crowd into her personal space, but should someone walk by the classroom and poke their head in, they’d assume the two students inside knew each other a lot better than they did. “Shy?” Miles almost laughed. Shy had never been a term attributed to him, not from the moment he could form semi-coherent combinations of words (“want up!”; “mama, give!”), he was already being labeled with adjectives such as exuberant, and lively. Shy, reserved, quiet... somehow, none of those had ever made it into the lexicon when it came to this young man. “Darling, I am anything but.” Her self-introduction, followed by a playful quip, made the corners of his lips curl up in appreciation. “Nora, eh? I’m Miles. It’s nice to meet you.” A pause as he tilted his head. “A ‘face like mine’, you said? You flirting with me already, baby girl, in the first minute of our meeting? How aggressive.” Swiftly, Miles leaned forward, lips a scant few inches from her face as he whispered, "Don't worry. I like it rough." MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW |
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