Wow how could you stop there?! Mhm it happened. But what did you expect? Typed a lot of plot movement. Gotta spread it out somehow.
We come back to the question right? Yeah.
"So?"
"Maybe."
"Aw come on it's a yes or no question!"
A pause.
"Alright alright. I'll give you a chance to prove you are true friend material."
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That night was spent sleeping under the tree. Except Sebastian was wide awake. He still can't believe everything that had changed for him in a mere two days. Him! A freshman in high school! Saving a girl from his own stupidity and from harrassing idiots?! Unbelievable beyond words.
(I can't believe I did all of this for just one girl who I barely know. But... it's in my genes to be loyal to those who are deserving of it. I just hope she ends up liking me to some small degree.) He smiles to himself eyes focusing on the starry sky above. "Hmm."
"Hah..."
His ear turns to the sudden and unexpected sound. (Huh?) He looks over to see a shivering and uncomfortable little Isabelle. (Isabelle! Ah what do I have to help her?) He tries searching his backpack but comes up short. (Damn.) He looks at her again. She had fallen asleep maybe an hour ago and it was getting to be rather chilly.
Isabelle shivers in her slumber. If this continues she could end up waking up with a bad cold.
He moves over slowly trying not to wake her as he takes off his jumper. He wraps it around her with the utmost care then gently picks her up being mindful of every part to her there is. He carefully sets her in his lap letting her lay against him. (Please don't punch me when you wake up. I swear I just don't want you to get sick.)
In her subconscious, Isabelle automatically cuddles into Sebastian's torso feeling that difference in temperature. "Mm.." she finally settles down again.
Seb holds her close kind of studying her as she sleeps. (I have to say, aside from my sister... this is the first time I've ever been so close to a girl.) He swallows hard and blushes a bit as she cuddles up to him. This is a huge first in his mind. But he reminds himself that she needs to rest and he chokes down the spoonful of the moment to keep her comfortable.
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Morning. Saturday. No school.
A few birds fly by and land near a large weeping willow beside a large pond. They sing their happy tunes of morning light. The sun was just rising. Its golden yellow light trickling onto the surface of the earth to awaken those that occupied its grass covered hills.
There's two unlikely ones so close to each other now under the weeping willow. Does the willow not feel joy for them? Does the willow not feel pleased to know they had chosen the safety beneath its draping foliage?
A soft breeze blows through and this awakens one. The smaller of the two. Little Isabelle. (Morning? Already? But... I don't want to go-) her eyes blink open gradually. Her eyes adjust to the light splitting through the darkness. She looks around now and then her gaze shifts to something beneath her. Her hand lays up against something warm and kind of squishy.
