Limerence

Seven

BRYSEN'S POV

Feeling slight slobber all over my face, my eyes peek open to see Ame hovering over me. Pushing her aside lightly, I rubbed my eyes and covered them with my forearms. My body was still immobile after my long slumber, peeling the blankets off of my body I sat up slowly.

Before I knew it, my feet were doing their job and led me into the bathroom. Taking a look in the mirror, my hair was sitting messily sticking up in endless directions, the bags under my eyes were prominent and my lips were slightly dry.

Picking up my toothbrush and putting minty toothpaste onto it, I started brushing my teeth like a caveman.

Hey, everyone needs clean teeth okay?

No one wants to talk to someone with stink breath.

🖋

My hands were moving freely with the ink pen onto a piece of paper. Tapping my foot to the beat of the song that was playing, I was humming and sketching to the beat. My pen drawing whatever it felt with the music, flowing carelessly, almost like it was ice skating. The ink was the skates and the paper was the icy rink.

Setting the pen down when the song ended, I picked up the plastic cup of iced caramel latte and led the straw into my mouth. The smell of caramel surrounded my nose as I had a foodgasm, I love caramel.

Sipping the cold drink with my lips, the cool liquid hit my hot throat as it melted away as if it was defrosting. Taking a quick look around the cafe, it was empty with maybe a few people scattered around. All on their laptops or sipping their coffees and eating their slices of cake, all in their own world.

I heard their cakes were amazing here, maybe I should try it. I don't really like sweets though, overly sweet things hurt my stomach a lot. Maybe because I used to eat candy religiously when I was a kid?

How do I even have perfect teeth? How am I not dead?

Shaking my head whilst laughing to myself like the dorky person I am. I returned to my sketchbook as I tapped the pen against the thick paper every few seconds. My mind was blank, empty with nothing but the memories of cool wind hitting my face.

Biting my lip and adjusting my glasses, I shuffled the songs from my phone as it landed on the song 'Sober' by Bazzi. I found this guy randomly on Apple Music and his songs are nice in terms of beats.
Humming to the lyrics that were dancing around in my mind.

"Don't know if it's the Hennessy
That's got you in your honesty
Oh, I just hope you still mean what you say
When the sun comes up"

My hands started to move again as the girl popped up in my mind again, a foolish idea as well. Thinking for a few seconds, I nodded to myself whilst sipping the latte again.

The ink danced on the paper smoothly as the lines formed into various structures, sharp lines turned into a chin and round ones turned into eyes. A smile was dancing on my lips happily as I felt my mind exploding with passion.

This will be perfect.