A Strange Type Of Chemistry

N/A · 09-27-2015, 04:46 PM

Bogdan would think, truly trying to think about what he could do. What action he could possibly take to make her understand him better. His lack of speech had never bothered him more, and the young man would let out a small breath. If anyone deserved his words it was Domino and Annette. Two of the kindest wolves he knew, as well as the rest of the Diamachi. If he could make one true wish to use on himself, it would be for speech. Though if he had to choose it for another it would be so that Annette could see once more.

As Annette moved her head onto his chest Bogdan would gently drap his head over her own, closing his eyes. There was something natural in his interactions with her. Something so pure, so simple, so primitive and yet... So perfect. Bogdan would think quietly to himself, his heart beating a little quicker in his chest. ‘You’re so nice... I hope I can come see you again, Annette, when I must eventually part.’

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