#princesspippa

Battle - Find my muse in the middle of a fight with someone or something.

There were so many reasons why being pinned against a wall by Pippa with her lips pressed against his own was weird to Jamie, all of which led to him cutting the kiss off almost as abruptly as it began. He pulled away with a mix of confusion and amusement on his face, patting her lightly on the back as he let out a laugh, “what exactly was that for? Have you been drinking or somethin’, Pip?” He gave a solid effort toward trying not to look too shocked by the encounter, but, really, she was someone he never imagined kissing, so it was difficult to disguise the suprise on his face.

Very rarely did rage get the better of him. Sure he had a vindictive streak a mile wide, but his boiling point in the moment was pretty low. Seeing his ex had nearly undone him. He had ducked out before he could say or do anything foolish, but that didn’t stop him from pacing back and forth in front of the cinema, swearing profusely in Italian under his breath. His eyes met Pippa’s, the princess doing nothing more than walking a few feet away. It was projection and totally unfair, but he couldn’t help but lash out at her too. “What? Don’t give me that holier-than-thou look. Come to pile on? Have a done something new for you to pick apart and judge, principessa?  @princesspippa

Pancakes, Elegant, Caring

Family

Shadow

Independent

‘‘Oh hell, here it comes. If she punches me again for no reason, I won’t cry this time.’‘