❝ adrift, bygone, but always near. still loved, still missed, and still dear. ❞
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⠀ ⠀Wherein Ash and Serena reunite with the latter by an unseen stroke of fate. With a history l...
❝(n.) The joyful, intense anticipation that comes from imagining future plans.❞
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Hold up - Excuse me - Wait an instant -
Did my ears just catch a metaphorical quote from a poet's voice or Ash spoke it with his own voice?
"I just poured my heart in front of you."
A hair-raising sneakiness witheld his smirk. His pupils were still of the same size, slicing right through me and foraging any response – something that I grew short of in just a blink of an eye.
I could've blurted out a "Hmm" or an "Oh" or perhaps "That's cool". Heck, even a nod would've satisfied his questioning looks.
But nope.
What did Clouseau replica aka Serena Yvonne say instead?
"My breath stinks my hair rots my skin sweats so imma take a bath."
Landing on the floor and grabbing whatever came into my fist I approached the bathroom's door with a robotic march and expression.
Away from him, away from his stares.
"Hang on ketchup-chan, it's seven in the evening, You sure about taking a bath at this time of that day?" His tone carried heaviness and eyes were magnified in horror.
"That's – " I chewed the inside of my cheek. "My routine! Yeah! I take a shower whenever I feel like it and you can't question it. Kthxbye."
My hands shaking, I applied all of my strength in order to open the door and hustled into the washroom– i.e– a void where my emotions are mitigated to come at rest.
I needed to take a breather. I required it for real.
"I just poured my heart in front of you."
Of course he did.
A mere cream-like phrase from him had the capacity to block my gullet from even replying.
How can someone be this much effortless with pick-up lines yet is as dense like an immovable boulder at the same time?
Ding-dong Sere, did the bell ring this time?
My brain was existing in misconceptions till this time. Everything felt so unreal all of a sudden, as though whatever theories about him that were listed in my braincells were mistaken.
