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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#E8E87F; height:250px; width:300px; border:none; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; color:black; font-family:georgia; overflow:auto;] He walked towards where gentle lived with a sigh.. All of his actions seemed to be very half hearted lately. Maybe, he was realizing that gentle didn't want him around it didn't bother him before, but he had so many other people in his life he couldn't exactly consider him a major part even if he was fairly full of himself.
Why did he even "love" the male he admitted that it was first sight, but.. It sounded dumb in a way maybe he liked the male because even when he was shy and awkward he was strong hearted and knew when to let go. He brought a dieing flower, he wasn't confessing his love.. He was just going to apologize for all the stupid things to do and telling him that if he wanted too he would leave him alone.
His breathing slowed as he flicked his ear.. His darling Juliet so bright and vibrant in a way he couldn't imagine not outgoing but wonderful and realistic while he lived in his own little snow globe he had been slowly seeing the glass break into the shards and tumble down when he had met gentle.. He knew what was real and what was not unlike him.
Still he still had the image of when he met him perfectly placed in his mind.. He was being crazy enough to stand outside and watch the storm, but somehow he had jumped out of the window even when he seemed rather cautious he didn't seem to care that night that he could have died any seconds he had met his princess.. Well he was a guy so he probably was considered a prince. A shallow shaky laugh escaped him lips as he called out his name his voice slightly raspy
"oh Juliet!" he almost seemed sad in a way.
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