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| Room 33; Cendrillon and Willow's room. | |
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| Cendrillon | May 7 2013, 12:58 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Cendrillon and Willow's room Edited by Cendrillon, Sep 30 2013, 02:02 PM.
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| Cendrillon | Sep 29 2013, 08:05 AM Post #2 |
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Cendrillon enters his room with Willow, still holding her hand. "Come in." he welcomed with a smile. |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 29 2013, 09:19 AM Post #3 |
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[[Sorry, wrong thread.]]
Edited by Kashmir Tarmaninov, Sep 29 2013, 09:20 AM.
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| Willow Gossmer | Sep 29 2013, 09:25 AM Post #4 |
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[[Baka Kashmir! xD Watch where you post bro, I know you're tired...]] Sniffing the air, an almost ever-present smile danced over her lips. The room had a comfortable, homey sort of scent that was faintly reminiscent of ahoney and vanilla. It seemed to suit Cendrillion. Walking inside, she heard her footsteps fall on polished floorboards before sinking back into Persian carpet. "This room... It seems really nice.~" Willow said, standing be the French window and letting the sun warm her pale skin. |
| Cendrillon | Sep 29 2013, 02:19 PM Post #5 |
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Cendrillon enters and drops his skateboard with the bat somewhere in the room. "You can sit down." he insisted and went to the open kitchen to get some juice. I should.. ugh.. clean, then save some space in the closet, and.. bed. Bed ?! Oh god I only have one bed ! he thought, running in circles in a panic. He glanced at her and blushed even more before going to her, "H-here. Have some j-juice." |
| Willow Gossmer | Sep 29 2013, 06:35 PM Post #6 |
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Nearly tripping over a beanbag as she stepped back, Willow plopped into the cushiony seat with a giggle. "Ooh, I-I've heard of these? Beanbags? Is that what they're called?" Sitting there in the seat, the brunette managed to look somewhat dignified, even though she was slowly sinking. Accepting the juice gratefully, her small hands cupped the glass and she sat primly, legs curls to the side so that her dress sat properly. "T-thank you Cendrillion.~" |
| Cendrillon | Sep 29 2013, 06:42 PM Post #7 |
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Cendrillon laughed weakly and said, "Yeah, there are two of them actually. Red and blue." He sat on the other bean bag and drank his juice, while glancing at Willow. |
| Willow Gossmer | Sep 29 2013, 06:56 PM Post #8 |
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Sipping her juice, she swilled the liquid around the glass in thought. "Cendrillion... Y-you seem a little tired, you should really get some rest." About to continue, she stopped once more at the mention of colour. "Red.. And b-blue..." Willow mused softly, wondering about the colours. She'd never seen them before. All her vision was, considted of a grey neutral mass. She wouldn't have known the difference though. However, somewhere in her mind, flashes of something bright and playful echoed, causing her to question further the scars and if she'd really been blind from birth like she'd been told. "Ah... Uh... This is a r-really silly question... But what are colours like?" Edited by Willow Gossmer, Sep 29 2013, 06:56 PM.
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| Cendrillon | Sep 29 2013, 07:08 PM Post #9 |
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"I-i'm okay, don't worry about it." he said and finished his juice quickly, hen Willow asked a question that he doesn't know how to answer. "Colors ? Well.. they're uh.. how should I put it.." he tries to find an answer and remained quiet for a moment. He looked at his glass that is full of juice before and his expression saddened. A world without colors eh.. I can't imagine myself in her situation. But she's a strong one, and it's admirable. he thought. |
| Willow Gossmer | Sep 29 2013, 07:14 PM Post #10 |
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"I understand if it's hard t-to answer." She smiled, setting down the empty glass on the ground beside her. Cendrillion had been so kind to her, even bringing her into his dorm, which she was sure had made him feel a little uncomfortable, leading her safely, fetching her refreshments, and she couldn't really do much in thanks... Making a mental note, Willow swore she would do something special in thanks to the boy later, to show she really meant her appreciation more than a mere shallow thanks. |
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