07-01-2012, 03:01 AM
"A-Ah.."
Murielle didn't know what to say and just stammered there. She felt a flush of pink rise to her cheeks, to both mistaking his cup of coffee for tea and his flattering comment. He rose and she watched with big, blue eyes as he left for his appointment. When the cafe door closed, only then was she more aware of her surroundings.
Gossiping, squealing girls. Girls who called her 'lucky'. Girls who grumbled about why THEY didn't tripped. Her own heartbeat racing.
And they didn't even exchanged names. He was very chivalrous though, despite his rebellious hot-pink mane.
Cheeks still flushed, she wobbled out of the booth and rushed outside too. The cafe started to be too crowded for her and it was making her fidget. She needed somewhere more quiet. Somewhere where she can collect her thoughts again.
The library.
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