MarshiestMallow

A Game of Love

Gordo returned to his apartment for a few moments, gathering what he needed for class, before he left once more, cutting through the park he wasn't looking where he was going, and just about run into a half naked, wet man. Stepping back, and pushing his glasses back up his nose, Gordo went to apologise "I'm sorry, sir. I wasn't looking where I was going" there was a lot on Gordo's mind, and he hadn't been paying attention. He sighed, stepping back.

He shifted his backpack, feeling like it would be rude to just leave without making sure the man was okay. it certainly seemed a little odd to be walking through the park half dressed and wet. Gordo knew there were strange people out there-hell he'd come across many of them just in his line of work, and at college. "Are you alright?" He asked after a moment, his thoughts turning once more to what he was about to do, as well as his classess. And just how he was going to keep it a secret that he had money from his wife-to-be. Perhaps he should just come clean. @BlackPanther

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Tabitha

Pleased at the fact he seemed interested in her drawing, Tabitha smiled. She really liked it when people appreciated her work, and she squirmed happily at his praise, just about bouncing where she sat. She was a little surprised when he whipped out his phone and snapped a couple of pictures, first of the drawing then...with her as well. She sat, a little perplexed, then smiled brightly. She set the drawing down, debating about offering it to him, but...she wanted to keep it for herself. She shook her head "No, i don't mind. I liked that very much" Her voice, often a little sing-song like became more so, as she watched him.

She giggled at his dramatics, "I'm Tabitha, but I like Tabi best" she said, but she didn't get it all out before he had leaned in, and kissed her cheek. She sat there, stunned, her sketch pad slipping through her fingers to lay flat on the ground. Feeling her cheeks warm, Tabitha squirmed, dropping her face so her hair fell over it, She wasn't use to people doing that sort of thing, and Tabitha had to take a moment to let her brain come to terms with what had happened.

he'd just kissed her cheek.

Her mind had to quickly scramble to figure out what he had just said, as she swallowed, trying not to hyperventilate, drawing in a deep breath, she traced a pattern on her skirt, looking up, just barely through the curtain of her hair. He was a writer. He was creative too. She found herself wanting to reach up, to try and tame the hair the wind was moving, but she resisted. She nodded, "yes, I know...that's why I came out there, to draw... to try and clear my mind...and get some inspiration" She babbled, picking up her sketch pad.

"Um" She drew in a deep breath, "it's probably not the same, but....sometimes it's just nice not doing anything because you have to, and just doing it because you want to...that's why I'm here"@dabombjk

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Tabitha

@dabombjk

Tabitha was involved in her sketching, she didn't sense or feel the man coming to her, standing beside her, as she reached for a colour, absorbed into her work. She liked it when that happened. She found it soothing. Humming to herself, she jumped when the man spoke, and hurriedly reached out to catch her pencils. Realising it was one of the people she had been watching and-oh god-he was the guy she was sketching right now, Tabitha blushed, glancing down at the drawing. She stared down at it, hoping that it was okay.

"Oh, um. Yeah. That's generally what I go for" She said softly, taking a deep breath to sooth her flustered thoughts, she looked back up to the man, managing to give him a smile, bright and cheerful. She looked back down to her drawing, "Thank you. I generally try to....capture what I see" She said softly, moving to add a bit more colour, and finish it off. "Drawing...makes me feel centered" she said, wondering why she was trying to explain herself to a perfect stranger.

And wondering if fate would really screw her over to have a cute guy seem interested in her when she was suppose to be getting married. She set the pencil she was using down in the case, looking at the drawing. That would just be too much like a punishment, although she had done nothing wrong. Tabitha beleived in marriage, what it stood for...but she also wanted love. She sighed, and holding the pad out so the man could see, since he already knew that she had been drawing him, she said "do you really think its good?" She asked, looking up at him and smiling, quite genuinly, before looking back to the drawing, satisfied with the results, liking the almost life like quality to it, now thaat she could see it against the real thing.

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@BlackPanther
OH right

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@BlackPanther
um

maybe?

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Thank you for making me smile, both of you ^.^

reading now ^.^@BlackPanther@dabombjk

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@dabombjk
I shall ^.^ Just have to download it on my phone first

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@BlackPanther
Cause cause cause cause.....i didn't see the post until i posted my post XD

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Shes drawing!

she stared at others too lol

go go go ahead! ^.^

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@dabombjk
Sure I mean she stared at him for three minutes XD