#ceriseflame

“Believe it or not, Clay, not everything I do revolves around you,” he quipped harmlessly.  Just almost everything.  That’s what it felt like lately, at the very least.

    she’s almost afraid to look up from her book when she notices the presence near her, so she uses it as a shield. hannah brings the pages up towards her face, carefully keeping her gaze on the words she was no longer reading before her gaze slides upwards. ❝ oh-. ❞ her voice is relieved once she sees the familiar face before her. ❝ hey, helmet. ❞

❛   i   keep   thinking   that   maybe   if   i   move   on  ,   i   can   forget   that   she’s   gone  .   ❜   pale   digits   tug   blonde   hair   behind   her   ear   as   blue   hues   trail   upon   the   walls   of   the   house   she   grew   up   in  .  she   did   not   want   to   admit   how   BAD   the   death   of   her   mother   affected   her  ,   but   she   needed   to   share   her   feelings   with   someone   before   she   ended   up   EXPLODING  .  

but her breath basically falls out of her when she opens the door. “oh my god.” lydia’s brows knit, concern written all over her face as she instinctively takes a step forward. “are you okay ? no wait – don’t answer that. what are you doing here?”

"Well aren’t you in a good mood today Mister.” Elena chuckled as she waltzed over to her boyfriend’s car, holding her books against her side as her straight hair was caught by the wind, going behind her and in front of her face. “Stupid wind.” 

      “ Are you looking for something?          ------ Because, I  hate  to be the bearer of bad news,          I don’t think you’ll find much of ANYTHING around here... “

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