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                                                send me ‘♡’ for a ship aesthetic of our muses.

                         ✦. Being Well - Dressed 

           Kashi.. was, well – very, uh – does anything fit the term ?               extremely charming? handsome? or even striking? –             Browned eyes were perplexed as she couldn’t help herself             become in awe of his complex. If hearts were able to pop             in the pupils of those who like what they see, she’d have             hundred or more. Optics follow from the bottom all the way             up, cheeks turning slightly redder each section she overlooked.

                        ‘ ah – you look – quite prepared Kashi-kun … ‘

            She muttered under her breathe, hands colliding with each other             in back, squeezing themselves as if trying her best not to blurt             something out that might – make his brows raise toward her.

            Looking at his blackened jacket, that i must say fitted perfectly well..            however, there was something wrong.. his white bow, was incredibly            crooked. Glancing at this makes the female, unlatch her hands,            striding toward him as if m a d, hands rise up, then drop her delicate            tips around the corners of his bow and perfectly aligning it how it             SHOULD look. Dragging her palms on his chest she wiped away             all the dog hair, and lint that gathered up – already understanding            how long this suit must have been in the closet. 

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      Hovers over him by a tree branch, ready to execute his most devious of pranks. His mentor wasn’t even paying attention [ or what he knew of ]. He had to remain quiet though, or he’d definitely be seen.

ITS A LITTLE BIT LIKE ROCKET SCIENCE