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Wendy turned her head and looked at her friend skeptically, an amused smile on her face as she took in his face. He had shrugged his shoulders in nonchalance, completely at ease with the fact that up until that moment, the guy that he had hooked up with a few nights before, whose looks were blurry in his memory, could have been a troll. 

The princess rolled her eyes as she laughed in exasperation, shaking her head. She didn’t do drunken hookups. She liked to remember what the people looked like. “You know what they said,” she began teasingly. “Drunk minds speak sober thoughts. I’m sure you knew he was attractive deep down in your subconscious.” Licking her lips, she brought her hands up and pulled at the hair tie at the end of her braid. “At least you know now.” 

Wendy couldn’t help the deep blush that spread over her face, staining her fair skin and making it a light red, Licking her lips, she bit down on her bottom lip and shook her head, her hair falling in her face. If one knew her better, they would see it as a shield, something that she could hide behind. 

“You certainly know how,” she said, her voice holding a teasing lilt to it as she dared to look at him in the face, a soft smile making her lips tilt upwards at the corners. “I’d say you’re better at it than anyone I know,” she confessed. Pushing her hair behind her ear, she picked her chin up and gave him a more confident smile. “But I think you can handle it. Do your worst.” 

🎁 - A photo they received

❖   POSITIVE.

I think you’re awesome ║ I like you ║ I want to go on a date with you ║  I love you ║ You’re cute/handsome ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re attractive ║ I wish we could spend more time together! ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║  I admire you ║ You’re someone that I look up to ║ You’re very kind ║ I consider us friends ║ I secretly have a crush on you ║ I have high respect for you ║ We have common interests ║ I’m happy that I met you

❖   NEGATIVE.

Wendy couldn’t help the grin that stretched across her face as she looked up at Luka, her eyes just as big and bright as her smile. She had been rambling a bit, which she tended to do a lot now with Luka now that she was comfortable with him, but this time, there wasn’t a blush that went along with it. She was just giddy.

She sprung up from her seat and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly for a long moment. She realized what she had done a long second after she had thrown herself at him, and she sprung back, dropping her hands and moving them behind her, clasping her fingers together to keep them from doing something involuntary again.

“Sorry,” she said, dropping back from the balls of her feet and looking up at him sheepishly. “I just… I find that a lot of people think my ideas aren’t worth anything.” She shrugged her shoulders. “It meant a lot that you thought it was.”