“your hair keeps getting in my face.”
@newblccd is ready to play. ( 🎠 ) still accepting!
( 🎀 ) – ❝ Suck it up! ❞ she exclaims with amusement laced throughout her words, soft giggling escaping from even softer lips as she moves her head – obviously in an attempt to make HIS whole situation a little bit worse. Amalie had known him for what felt like forever, it’s natural that they’d be comfortable around each other – what’s even more natural is that Amalie would claim a TON of affection, just how she always does. Currently, however, it isn’t exactly that. He was at her place due to reasons unknown to her, having begged her to let him stay overnight – JUST THIS ONCE. And she did, sneaked him in, telling her mother she’d go to sleep now so she would be able to wake up early and study a little for the big test. In reality she laid on her bed with the male, surely trying to sleep but ending up with weird conversations anyway. Aliens, god, ghosts – great topics to discuss before drifting into slumber.
They weren’t looking at each other, simply because that’d cause Amalie to annoy him even more, poke his forehead, lick his cheek, all those things she did to drive him insane. Provocation at its best! Alongside of that the young female did not actually plan to go to school at all tomorrow, the second her parents would leave the house she’d go downstairs, preparing herself some food, spending the whole morning with her friend who was clearly in need of .. guidance. Who knows what he did this time, really. ❝ You still didn’t tell why you came here. In what kind of trouble have you gotten this time? Or.. are you perhaps not going to tell me? ❞ questions asked, stretching a little while a yawn escapes.
It wasn’t late, it was around 10PM, late enough for her to have troubles staying awake, but not yet late enough for Amalie to completely drift off. She told herself not to sleep until he’d give in and tell her what he came here for. After all – he could’ve gone everywhere, but decided to let her sneak him into a house where her mother had full control over the small girl, everyone who has ever been over knows way too well how much Miss Kaspar hates it when people distract her daughter, how much she hates it when people want to stay over night. It gets worse when the person is a male. God forbid Amalie falling in love, or causing any trouble, her mother is deathly scared of Amalie doing the same mistakes as she did; getting pregnant and having to give up on the ballet thing. Complete nonsense, surely, and yet..
❝ I’ll bother you until you tell me. You wouldn’t come here if you didn’t have to, as far as I know you don’t really like my mom, so! Why come into her house on free will? ❞
