Little Red Corvette
07-17-2014, 12:48 PM
His eyes continued to scan over her, taking in the finer details he had missed upon first noticing her presence. She reassured him that she would be all right, but Garth would not be easily fooled. However, he didn't want to push her to leave from just meeting him, so he figured if she needed the help, she would ask. Introductions were made on her part and he couldn't help but want to test out her name. "Sibelle..." he softly voiced, letting the foreign name roll across his tongue. "Disheveled? I wouldn't even think of that word fitting you right now," he gently retorted, eyes showing slight twinkles. "Besides, isn't there a saying that if someone can't handle you at your worst, then they sure as hell can't have you at your best?" Quite a mouthful, but Garth didn't mind voicing it. Upon realizing what he had said, he retraced his steps and softly added, "...Not that you're at your worst right now...I'm Garth, by the way." His eyes roved across her frame, still seeing more beauty stand out in the moonlight. Speech, |
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