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Outside Bench, Kristi
“Maybe get laid?” Kristi offered. Quill rolled her eyes, focusing on her mom and Lylios, mostly to contain any blush that would stand out like a blue bowl among a cupboard of red mug’s. Quill quietly steadied her breat- “What do you say dart frog?” And there it went. Her ivory skin lit up as if someone was painting -or rather smearing- red paint inside of her face. Aquila shivered at her blush, but before she could look away Kristi had tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and rubbed her thumb on her lips and smirked.
At this point, Quill didn’t why she had even blushed… Or if the blush was still lingering on her face. She didn’t know if it was because she was embarrassed, or angry maybe or- *No it couldn’t be… I don’t… No. I don’t like Kristi or anything…OH GODS! I PRAY THIS ISN’T WHAT I THINK IT IS! HOW COULD A CRU- No I’m just overreacting I don’t- she’s probably just trying to get in my head anyways, I needa chill.“hmmm…” Quill couldn’t figure out how to respond.
"Stop that nwa, you look like a frog." Quill blinked twice, I’m done with Kristi. “Thank for so graciously pointing that out. I don’t know what I would have done looking like a frog, especially one with blue hair!” She commented sarcastically. Quill looked over towards where she had first entered, pulled her knees to her chest, and laid her head down. After a few seconds she looked back to Kristi. “Who poisons there friends for fun?” Quill asked half joking, half genuine. Am I on her friends list?
orp - @Kristi
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