Adrian watched Serina's soft hands glide over her ribs, sliding softly down over her hips, seemingly to smooth the material, but he couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight she was giving him. He was having a hard time to focus and look up at her face, his gaze already lingered down for an awkwardly long moment of time. Looking back up he could see her staring over his shoulder to her friends, and hoped she hadn't seen him perving so profoundly on her gorgeous body. Trying to roll his Crystalballs between his fingers while inside of his pockets, he regained his smile and saw her nervously moving away, before she closed her eyes and leaned against a wall.<br/><br/><b>"Not as much as I enjoy watching you..."</b>His voice was soft, changed in someway from his normal jokingly tone to something unknown and serious for him. He meant what he had said as he looked over her creamy white face.<br/><br/><b>"You're... "</b>He couldn't say it, as he thought he had already said to much. A loud cracking noise was there to be heard when two of the crystalballs slipped trough his fingers and broke one another by hitting each other at the bottom of his pockets. A sudden red rush of blushing shot up from his collarbones to his face, enhanced by the sun still shining trough the tent's red colours he was standing underneath.<br/><br/><i>You're beautiful...</i>Was all that went trough his mind as he could hear from a small distance the little confession Serina made to Izzy. He'll never tell her, she wouldn't want him anyways, as he swallowed hard again for the second time this evening. Though this time, he wished he had never stood there, wished he never knew what he just heard.<br/><br/>He turned around as he averted his gaze from the two women before him, he didn't want to stick around to hear Izzy's response. He just wanted to walk away and feel like a pathetic loser until the show would start again. As he walked off, he passed some of the helps that worked on building the circus, and saw in between fighting his own crushed feelings that one of them had his nose recently broken.<br/><br/>He wished he could trade with the guy, his heart for his nose..<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>