Casey isn't even aware of his surroundings when he scrambles to get his things together too, his once poor posture very quickly straightening so he can shoot up from his chair and stuff pens and whatever else he'd taken out (not much, actually) back into his bag to follow Chuck.
He isn't the kind of boy who thinks a whole lot about the future. Next week, next month, maybe, but years from now? He isn't aware of it but he thinks he could spend the rest of his days following her wherever she goes and wherever that is, he'd be happy.
Anyway, he's about to leave the table, watching her head towards the door. He hastily pushes his chair in and moves to catch up, heart still pounding, head feeling a little light, but with a very decided spring in his step. He has no idea what Chuck has in mind or where exactly she means to study, but Case has zero intentions on leaving - now or ever.
Congratulations, Chuck. You are now the proud owner of a brand new werepuppy.
Teasingly: ]
So, am I expecting like, a letter grade-and-a-half up in this particular spot?
[ Because making a dumb joke is far easier than thinking about how he suddenly wants to take her hand in his while they walk. That might be him wanting to move along too quickly. Right? Right. ]
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im?? dying?? this is adorable!!1
Date: 2017-04-30 01:24 am (UTC)Is she -
What is she doing -
Okay, is she really -
Yes. The answer, very clearly, is yes.
Casey isn't even aware of his surroundings when he scrambles to get his things together too, his once poor posture very quickly straightening so he can shoot up from his chair and stuff pens and whatever else he'd taken out (not much, actually) back into his bag to follow Chuck.
He isn't the kind of boy who thinks a whole lot about the future. Next week, next month, maybe, but years from now? He isn't aware of it but he thinks he could spend the rest of his days following her wherever she goes and wherever that is, he'd be happy.
Anyway, he's about to leave the table, watching her head towards the door. He hastily pushes his chair in and moves to catch up, heart still pounding, head feeling a little light, but with a very decided spring in his step. He has no idea what Chuck has in mind or where exactly she means to study, but Case has zero intentions on leaving - now or ever.
Congratulations, Chuck. You are now the proud owner of a brand new werepuppy.
Teasingly: ]
So, am I expecting like, a letter grade-and-a-half up in this particular spot?
[ Because making a dumb joke is far easier than thinking about how he suddenly wants to take her hand in his while they walk. That might be him wanting to move along too quickly. Right? Right. ]