<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/dc/df/ca/dcdfcad5f3cfe05fc98ad5cd14f9c567.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Name:</span></span></strong>Jack Spratowski (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15284962#msg15284962)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Date | Time:</span></span></strong>September 30th, 06:05<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Location:</span></span></strong>Train from Inverness<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Outfit:</span></span></strong>As pictured<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"> Mood:</span></span></strong>On point (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTu5ltfX2dw)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Content:</span></span></strong>Heading to Dellban<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Tagging:</span></span></strong>Avery<br/><hr/><br/>So there were things he wanted to make sure Avery understood.  She was likeable, exuberant and charming.  He'd hate to squash that.  When she shrugged in response to him explaining that her space was just that...her space.  He didn't want her thinking he had issues with people in his space.  Particularly people like her.<br/><br/>It was something to talk about but he suspected there was going to be a neverending supply of things for the two of them to discuss.<br/><br/>Case in point was her response to his question about people attending Dellban.<br/><br/><em>“I am…but don’t you think that’s a big assumption? I mean, Universities give out scholarships all the time…it doesn’t mean that everyone on this train has one.”</em><br/><br/>His lips parted slightly in surprise as he realized he was sounding altogether like a tin-foil hat maniac.<br/><br/>Or...you know...a street-kid.  He'd learned the hard way that if someone was offering something for free; more often than not it wasn't free and came with a cost.  Sometimes that cost was a good deal more than expected or wanted.  It was difficult to turn that off.  He felt foolish for coming off like a bit of an idiot there but Avery did an amazing job of mixing up the word kidding with kissing and smoothed things over almost immediately.<br/><br/>His eyebrows shot upwards when she playfully said,<em>“Kind of kissing..”</em>She was met with an altogether triumphant smile.  It meant that his moment where he had leaned in to definitely not kiss her a few moments earlier wasn't a complete misread on his part...and it managed to make him forget suggesting like a psycho that there was something nefarious going on at Dellban.<br/><br/><em>"Please forget I even opened my mouth..."</em><br/>, he crunched his oatmeal joyously.  Only to swallow and then laugh quietly.<br/><br/>"Yeah...I'm not forgetting you any time soon!"<br/><br/>She had leaned closer and he slipped down lower in his chair and leaned closer to her.  His voice dropped to a more quiet tone as he spoke.<br/><br/>"So you don't need to worry about boundaries with me.  My space?  Is your space.  I just meant that your space might still be your space and I'm not gonna be a shit about it."<br/><br/>He gave her a smile that was less rehearsed and a good deal more genuine than anything she'd seen to date with him.<br/><br/>"So...you're right about the school.  I see cracks where there aren't any." , he shook his head slightly and looked back to her and let his eyes hold hers.  "I definitely need to stop doing that...especially here."