that is, he tries to get up to get more leverage in his next shove only to trip and push thorns down onto dirt. you'd think he'd get up like this after the many times they'd ended up in similar positions on the dance floor, but no, he keeps thorns pinned down, gaze trained yet not at all at the same time.
he thinks about how their bodies brushed against each other as many times as they did. ]
You're the one who's annoying. It's like you don't want me to get over you…
[ mutters. and then he stands up and will attempt to leave for real. says this despite it being like half his fault ]
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that is, he tries to get up to get more leverage in his next shove only to trip and push thorns down onto dirt. you'd think he'd get up like this after the many times they'd ended up in similar positions on the dance floor, but no, he keeps thorns pinned down, gaze trained yet not at all at the same time.
he thinks about how their bodies brushed against each other as many times as they did. ]
You're the one who's annoying. It's like you don't want me to get over you…
[ mutters. and then he stands up and will attempt to leave for real. says this despite it being like half his fault ]