@lndenmeres said “ it’s okay . i have a pretty bland face . ”
you should probably feel bad , but you laugh instead , tickled by the charm he offers . “ trust me , it’s not that bland . i didn’t mean to stare , i just … ” a glance to the side , where your fathers murmur somewhere deeper within the fairy market about things you both will only ever feel half - privy to . “ i was wondering ––––– do you want to get out of here ? ” an odd request to propose to a boy you’ve only had a scattered few conversations with . but then , you are an odd girl .
you know that a lot of girls like your bland face, but you’ve never got that vibe from her before. allison. you know a few things about her niall always asks how she’s doing at school, an attempt to endear himself to her father. niall doesn’t often ask how you’re doing at school. ‘ there’s some interesting things up on the sixth floor, ’ you offer. but in truth you want to leave. you never feel safe, but being at the fairy market always makes it w o r s e. ‘ or do you want to get out out ? there’s an ihop down the street. ’ you keep your voice low, partially so your fathers won’t hear, but mostly to make her lean close.