you watched clarke from across the room as she wrote in a book, skimming over it quickly and you wondered what she was doing. you wondered what went on in her mind and if her thoughts ever strayed to you like yours did to hers.
"clarke, what are you doing?"
you asked friendily as you sat down next to her, grabbing her attention. you hoped she trusted you enough to tell you if it was something important or just something stupid that she done to distract herself. she smiled at you but clasped the book closed.
"nothing important, i'd prefer to talk to you."
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nuclear | the 100 gif series
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