Koa
There's an art to life's distractions
"Maybe start by asking her out?" Easier said than done, of course, but Occam's razor and all that. "Doesn't have to be anything too serious - just like, 'Hey Lena, let's get lunch sometime, also I love you'." Your laugh rings boyishly through the springs, grin playful as you wink Zavien's way. "Or maybe not that much, but y'know. Buy her flowers. Let her know you see her as more than just a friend. Sometimes girls don't even realize you're into them unless you say it straight up." Truly ironic coming from you, a boy who utterly failed to notice Flora's affection for literal years.
But hey, all's well that ends well, right? Things worked out for you in the end.
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Glancing over to where the dragons are playing (Pip, having claimed Sol as her vassal, is now engaged in the all-important ritual of grooming the whelp), you let out a contented sigh. "We may not have found any of those flowers, but I'd still call this trip a win. Especially if it leads to you getting a girlfriend," you add, waggling eyebrows Zavien's way.
But hey, all's well that ends well, right? Things worked out for you in the end.
Glancing over to where the dragons are playing (Pip, having claimed Sol as her vassal, is now engaged in the all-important ritual of grooming the whelp), you let out a contented sigh. "We may not have found any of those flowers, but I'd still call this trip a win. Especially if it leads to you getting a girlfriend," you add, waggling eyebrows Zavien's way.
To somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through
