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- Kris
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- Age
- 06/2040 (21)
Sawyer tucked himself into an alcove as soon as class ended, glad he'd been sitting close enough to the door to slip out before the bulk of his classmates. He needed a moment to recollect himself after spending what had to have been most of the lesson staring hopelessly at Estella to the point where he was starting to creep himself out now. He hadn't gotten up the guts to talk to her much since The Kiss last year (and he was thinking of it like that; "The Kiss") and it was getting to a point where it was getting ridiculous. He wanted to talk to her, or more specifically, he wanted to ask her out, but every time he tried to drum up the nerve he just thought about the look on Nikko's face and how quickly Essie had run off after and he couldn't find the words again.
But there she was now, stepping out of class, her dark hair swinging hypnotically around her face. Surely it'd been long enough though he tried to assure himself, running a slow hand down his face before giving himself a good shake. Sawyer just had to stop thinking about it. "Essie, hey!" He said, stepping into her path before she could get too far down the hallway. Great! Contact made. Only problem with not thinking is now Sawyer had no idea what to say. "Uh.. How's.. It going?" This was going to be a disaster.
But there she was now, stepping out of class, her dark hair swinging hypnotically around her face. Surely it'd been long enough though he tried to assure himself, running a slow hand down his face before giving himself a good shake. Sawyer just had to stop thinking about it. "Essie, hey!" He said, stepping into her path before she could get too far down the hallway. Great! Contact made. Only problem with not thinking is now Sawyer had no idea what to say. "Uh.. How's.. It going?" This was going to be a disaster.