First Kiss
"Frank! I told you not to look at—" Having caught sight of someone standing in the living area with his sketchbook in hand, and instinctively assuming it was the one man who was constantly trying to steal said sketchbook in the first place, Gerard stormed to the front of the bus—though he stopped mid-sentence when he realized his error. Indeed, it wasn't Frank standing in front of him, but rather Lyn-Z.
"Um…not to look at my…sketches..." Although it was a little late for it, he finished the sentence in a whisper, causing Lyn-Z to smile. Gerard attempted to mirror her expression, but the man found himself simply far too nervous; the most he could manage was a crooked sort of grin, his voice once again caught in his throat.
"Um…not to look at my…sketches..." Although it was a little late for it, he finished the sentence in a whisper, causing Lyn-Z to smile. Gerard attempted to mirror her expression, but the man found himself simply far too nervous; the most he could manage was a crooked sort of grin, his voice once again caught in his throat.