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“Aha! I-I’m a-sorry! I didn’t a-mean to knock you over!” You looked up and saw two big brown eyes staring back at you; they started to fill up with tears. He dropped down beside you. “Veee! I was only a-reaching for the book! I did not a-mean to frighten you…” You awkwardly re-positioned yourself and patted his head… “Um, there there… Uh… My name is (name)… Are you going to be okay?” He sat up and stopped crying instantly. “Oh! (Name)? That is such a pretty name! But a-then again, pretty girls have pretty names~” He stood up and offered you a h

  “Hey ______!” One of your female coworkers flagged you down on the way to the front desk. She was nice to be around, but loved to gossip. “What’s up?” “Have you seen the customer at the door? He’s totally hot!”          Seeing your confused look, she tugged on your sleeve and pointed (So rude!) As your (e/c) eyes met his, you couldn’t help but blush lightly. Oh my gosh… --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------    A man with tan skin stood outside the glass doo

Dear Mark,              Well I guess a friendly letter should always start out with telling you who I am…Hello I’m Morgan. I’m a ‘fangirl’ just like all the rest I suppose…but hey I’m not afraid to admit that. I’m a ‘Fangirl’ of you for many good reasons. Though I don’t like to bring up the things that make us sad I do wish to say that our lives run on a few very prominent parallels. One of the parallels I speak of is one I hate the most…I know the feeling of helplessness when those who are closest to you are on the verge of death and there is nothing you can do. I was

         Daylight was quickly fading as you made your way back to the Phantomhive estate. Your arms were filled with the items Sebastian requested you pick up for him. “Well, this took a lot longer than I thought it would. I should have left earlier.” As you made your way down the empty street, someone caught your eye, Claude. Not wanting him to see you, you quickly ducked into an alleyway and tried to avoid him. Every time you ran into Claude, something awkward and inappropriate happened. You really didn't have time for that, not today. As you walked through the dimly lit space, paranoia kicked in. You quickly spun around to make