[| xeverythingyouneedx |]
“Then..why your here?” She asked, frowning a little.
{ ♫ } — The teen shrugged. “I needed some peace. Away from the streets and the cafe – I guess.”
[| xeverythingyouneedx |]
She wanted to talk to him but didn’t know what to say. Not only that she wanted to help him without him thinking that she’s annoying. “W-What book is that?” She asked nervously. Great,Chloe, you made yourself look like a nervous frog again she thought.
{ ♫ } — Bill raised an eyebrow, gaze passing the tip of the book and now resting upon the stranger. He then looked back on the book, turned it around to see the name and frowned. “To be honest? I have absolutely no idea.” He shrugged and put the book down. “Some guy died and I don’t know whether I should feel bad for not caring, or if I should bother to go back a bit to know more and see if I care then–” He made a thoughtful face before he shrugged. “Reading isn’t something I do. Don’t have time for it.”
[| xeverythingyouneedx |]
“Thanks.."she sat down, looking at him with a smile on her face. She find him very handsome and she loves his style. When she notice she was staring she quickly looked down at her book,opening a random page. Thinking about why he would hurt himself like that,
{ ♫ } — Bill didn’t really noticed he was being stared at, busy with trying to understand what was going on in the book. It was a quiet and awkward moment, because he wasn’t used to people sitting down with him just out of the blue – he also feared she would end up asking about his arms, and if that were to happen; he wouldn’t know what to do, honestly. Turning the page in the book, he seemed to understand that he was in the middle of a death scene, but he couldn’t care less.
[| xeverythingyouneedx |]
wandering around the library, searching for a good book to read when her eyes fall on a tall boy with long black hair. Gazing at his awesome style before her eyes fell on his arms, then slowly walks to his table with a random book in her hand. ” Can I sit down?..” she softly asked.
{ ♫ } — Bill’s attention turned up quickly when he heard footsteps, and then he had pulled his sleeves down over the arms. Despite the warm and soaking feeling it gave – he wouldn’t do anything about it. “Sure.” Then he reached out for a book he had brought, pretending he was continuing in the middle of it somewhere. He never even started it.. Looked boring as hell.