(no subject)

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

*there's a tiny redhead zipping her way around the dressing room. Not like a little hyperactive coughLukecough kid, but hiding behind things and looking around desperately. She has a few bruises on her face and she looks like she hasn't had a good sleep (or even bathed) recently.

... GEE WHO COULD THIS BE*

Comments

[levater.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head* You're not fat.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *sniffles*

[levater.livejournal.com]

You're really pretty.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

*looks at him, surprised*

[levater.livejournal.com]

*oh yes, he means it*

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

N-not.

[levater.livejournal.com]

Yes, you are.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

*bluuuuuuushing*

[levater.livejournal.com]

...Why're you blushing?

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

*because she wasn't ever called pretty, not even by Van?* S-shut up.

[levater.livejournal.com]

But I thought you knew you were pretty...

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

'm not pretty.

[levater.livejournal.com]

*>T* Yes you are.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... Why?

[levater.livejournal.com]

You don't need a reason to be pretty. You just are.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *still blushing up a storm* L-let's just meet your new dad!

[levater.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *stomps off in one direction*

[levater.livejournal.com]

*follows her* ...

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

*slows after a bit, hugging herself slightly* ... where is he?

[levater.livejournal.com]

Uhm... I'm not sure. He just walks around....

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *messes with her dirty hair* ... well, where does he usually... walk?

[levater.livejournal.com]

Uh.... Around.

[tinymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *starts looking around*

[levater.livejournal.com]

Maybe he's in is room....