#naivetys

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                S he totally isn't creeping on the cutie                 at another table reading a book.

"Hey, don't panic ...! I just carried you here cause you kinda ... fainted back there. I dunno what happened but I'm not gonna ask. You feel alright?"

          "So let me guess, you spilling your drink onto my shoes was a      complete accident."

ച ℜ ❤√v^√v^√v^———     Well, well, well, if it isn't for the pipsqueak he had met a long time ago back at a bookstore. A smirk crawled onto his features as he wove his way by people. He doubted that he had been noticed just yet in the bustle. It wasn't normal for Ramsey to approach anyone except perhaps one particular blond, but this female did catch his attention back then as well. Whatever the reason be was unknown for that matter and the two were still only acquaintances, if that. "Fancy seeing you he'e..." he stepped up beside her, though his gaze did not rest on her petite figure. Rather, his golden gaze stared out ahead, eyes searching a cause for the female's presence at sunset. Not that it was particularly unusual to be out in the open at a public place.     The only problem about this was that Ramsey's memory was as sharp as a whistle. Whereas, their encounter had been brief. It was a wonder if she recalled who he was at all. If she hadn't then his approach might be considerably discomforting.

             she watches with cautious eyes as the girl moves                    forth, never suspecting people to be watching over her.                    an exasperated sigh leaves her mouth as she moves                    closer, hands on her hips as she finally spoke.                                       ' --- hey. you are going to get yourself killed. '