4 Apr 2018, 10:40
Dancing for Introverts
Krez was taken by surprise as Alex's sleeve was snatched out of her grip. She wasn't fast enough to grab him again, and she watched in confusion and concern as he dashed cater-cornered to the direction she was leading him. It was a wonder why until she spotted the large painting, and her eyes widened as she soon figured out what he was going to do.
SMACK! Right into the picture. She instinctively cringed when he hit the floor immediately after, clearly in quite a bit of pain for a moment. Krez was utterly astonished by his actions, and couldn't even fathom what he was possibly thinking when he stood up once more and began to fiddle with the frame as if in search of something. It was...he was...good lord, he was a masterpiece himself. He turned to her again, embarrassment was written boldly on his face as he asked her if the painting was simply what it was. A painting.
The entire situation finally hit her, and suddenly Kreszentia doubled over from boisterous laughter. Her hands supported her on her knees as her body shook with howls and giggle-snorts that were louder than one would expect from her. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, and even her scarf slipped down enough off her face to reveal her rosy cheeks and jubilant smile. It was a beautiful display, even she couldn't hold back her amusement. The tough outer shell she put on when he had met her faded for a moment, and she had revealed herself to him without realizing it. It took a few seconds for her to calm down enough to at least hold a finger up to him, a sign she was almost ready to answer him, and soon she was composed enough to stand again. Her eyes were still clouded by tears, and she could hardly pull her scarf back up over her mouth as she wiped them away with her free hand. It didn't matter since she planned to speak anyway, so she held it before pulling it up.
"Ja, Es-" Krez paused, closing her eyes for a second so she could get a chuckle out real quick before finishing that answer. "It is." She finally sighed, still grinning as she pulled her scarf back over to cover her mouth. She came over to him, straightening up some more before reaching him. "Are you okay?"
SMACK! Right into the picture. She instinctively cringed when he hit the floor immediately after, clearly in quite a bit of pain for a moment. Krez was utterly astonished by his actions, and couldn't even fathom what he was possibly thinking when he stood up once more and began to fiddle with the frame as if in search of something. It was...he was...good lord, he was a masterpiece himself. He turned to her again, embarrassment was written boldly on his face as he asked her if the painting was simply what it was. A painting.
The entire situation finally hit her, and suddenly Kreszentia doubled over from boisterous laughter. Her hands supported her on her knees as her body shook with howls and giggle-snorts that were louder than one would expect from her. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, and even her scarf slipped down enough off her face to reveal her rosy cheeks and jubilant smile. It was a beautiful display, even she couldn't hold back her amusement. The tough outer shell she put on when he had met her faded for a moment, and she had revealed herself to him without realizing it. It took a few seconds for her to calm down enough to at least hold a finger up to him, a sign she was almost ready to answer him, and soon she was composed enough to stand again. Her eyes were still clouded by tears, and she could hardly pull her scarf back up over her mouth as she wiped them away with her free hand. It didn't matter since she planned to speak anyway, so she held it before pulling it up.
"Ja, Es-" Krez paused, closing her eyes for a second so she could get a chuckle out real quick before finishing that answer. "It is." She finally sighed, still grinning as she pulled her scarf back over to cover her mouth. She came over to him, straightening up some more before reaching him. "Are you okay?"
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