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𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡, 𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘

007, narrative

PRISCILLIA LAUGHED,
as sawyer's joke was just
stated. they both just got
out the ice cream shop.
priscillia chewed on her
mint chocolate chip as
they walked around the
park.

"y'know", cillia looked at
sawyer, "you're not as bad
as everyone thought you
were".

sawyer shook his head as
he chuckled, "well thank
you, ms. johnson" he teased
her, making cillia groan
jokingly. they continued to
talk about the most randomest
things.

cillia caught sight of a swing,
immediately running towards
it. she squealed as she sat on
it, "push me!" cillia encouraged
sawyer.

sawyer put his hands up in
defense, "alright alright".
he put his hand on the back of
her waist, cillia slightly blushing
but she didnt think much of it.
he continued to push her as
she laughed.

after a while, she kicked her
feet towards the ground,
stopping the swing from
swinging. sawyer went in
front of her as priscillia
giggled, immediately stopping
when she realized how close
sawyer was to her.

priscillia gulped as she caught
sawyer flickering his eyes to her
lips and back to her icy blue eyes.
she cleared her throat, clearly
flustered as sawyer backed away,
scratching his neck. "we should
go" "yeah, mhm".

it was starting to get dark as
sawyer walked her home,
stopping at her porch as cillia
sighed, "this is it" sawyer nodded.

"i really had a good time today"
sawyer smiled at her response,
cillia adding, "we should hang
out more often!".

sawyer nodded, "yeah totally!".
priscillia waved sawyer goodbye
as she walked in her home,
closing the door with a sigh.
a small smile came across her
lips as she thought about today.

authors note
😈 heehee