Snippet #2220125

He noticed Franki blush this time. He smiled a little more when she did. It was cute. She moved her arm up to his shoulder, sliding it up, rubbing his jacket and tingling his skin underneath. He tensed up a little more when she did this. It wasn't that he didn't like Franki, he was just horrible with girls. Maybe not horrible, just, he wasn't experienced with girls.

"Whatever...this...is, it's meant to flow. Like the wind, carelessly going wherever it decides. Not worrying about the consequences, just twisting and twirling with all it's heart's desire."

He liked that she used an air for the analogy this time. It wasn't that he couldn't understand the analogy before, but it just sounded better compared to air.

She stretched her neck to look up at him, and then looked down, seeming sort of sad for some reason.

He lifted his hand from her waist, and put it to her chin, gently raising her head to look at him again before he replaced the hand.

"You shouldn't look down, your too pretty to be hiding your face." He said it gently, trying to not seem creepy while doing it.