Willa giggled at Lydie’s rose. She was not sure whether anything would come of it, but she supposed she wouldn’t be particularly opposed to being showered in little gifts. If they were nice things — if he intended to send her letters in class or anything, it would be better if she could first ensure they were not embarrassing.
“Hopefully not any bad love poetry,” she said, taking the rose and holding it to her nose. It wasn’t especially fragrant at this time of year, but the hint of what it would become was there. Like her, maybe — just starting to show the first hints of what was coming next. “Though I suppose it would be quite flattering to think he spent so much time thinking about me. But now, Lydie, we must talk about you,” she continued. “Who shall kiss you?”
“Hopefully not any bad love poetry,” she said, taking the rose and holding it to her nose. It wasn’t especially fragrant at this time of year, but the hint of what it would become was there. Like her, maybe — just starting to show the first hints of what was coming next. “Though I suppose it would be quite flattering to think he spent so much time thinking about me. But now, Lydie, we must talk about you,” she continued. “Who shall kiss you?”
Gorgeous Set by Bee <3