Advanced chem ||Garcon||
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“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” - Helen Keller
“Ah, none of my business. Apologies.” Alawa was about to answer, but before any words could leave her mouth, Senior Garçon and her locked eyes. It seemed like hours, but it was simply seconds before Alawa looked down on the ground, her face as red as grandma’s tomatoes. Senior Garcon was really Strikingly handsome. Once again, their eyes had lock as he kissed the back of her hand and looked up to her eyes. “Well…it means ‘boy’. In French. So actually, you can call me ‘guy’ as a nickname if you’d like. That’s what my friends in America call me.” Alawa blinked, “Y-You’ve been to America, Senior Garcon?” She questioned, grinning she said “I’ve always wanted to go to America!” Alawa had never visited America in her life, but she had watched various shows and movies and wanted to go to america, especially the big apple (New york) “C-can you tell me about it? Only if you want too!” Alawa gave him a sweet smile.
@ethereal - Garcon