Polyamorous rp (4/4) (Closed. STALKERS WELCOMED.)

"You should. A creative mind like you should write as long as you can" she replied

"I'm not…that creative…"

"I'm sure we can be" she replied, biting her lip softly.

"W-We???" She blushed a little

(hoi)

(anyone on???)

(I am now. Sorry I was at school.)

"W-We???" She blushed a little

"We." she assured, moving closer to her

"Y-You'd help m-me…"

"If you'd let me" she replied, placing a hand on her thigh. "I sing and dance?" she added, looking into her eyes.

"I-I'd love that." She smiled widely

"Good, that's good" she replied, her eyes sparkling.

"We should go back inside. I'm sure Griff is wondering where we are by now"

"Yeah" she replied, standing up with her.

She puts away her uke and walking inside

She sits back down at the table, her blush still vibrant in colour. She said hi to Griff and brushed a lock of vibrant red hair behind her ear, taking another sip of her coffee.

She opened her sketchbook up to a random clear page and started sketching her own cup

"So, Your name's Griff right?" she asked, looking at him

Griff was preoccupied by his phone, but was brought back to the real world when Megan had talked to him. "Huh? oh, yeah! Griff Voronin." He took a sip of his now, second cup of coffee " You two seemed to hit it off…well" he smiled mischievously.

"You looked at her like she was the best thing you've seen all day" she spattered out, her blush furiously radiating off of her face.

Griff laughed out loud "If you blush any more, im sure you'd be seen from space" he finally finished laughing and looked over her "Well, both of you are a welcoming sight in my opinion." He winked at Megan

She froze, stunned for a few seconds before smirking softly, "You're not too bad yourself…" she replied, her fingers twisting the strings on her hoodie.

Griff leaned forward in his chair, resting his chin in his hands. a wide smile spread across his face "You are so timid. It's adorable." Griff laughed lightly. Suddenly his phone went off. "Ah, excuse me, i need to take this." Griff stood up and walked out of the cafe to answer his phone

She nuzzled her face in her palm where she held the sleeve of her hoodie, hiding a sharp jawline and creating a much softer approach. She watched him walk out, feeling overwhelmingly self-confident by the situation and his compliments.

Izzy as asleep her pencil on held tightly in her hand

(Anyone on?)

(I'm on now but didn't quite understand your last response, I can't make a reply out of it.)

(She was asleep half way through her drawing and she was still holding the pencil)

Izzy as asleep her pencil on held tightly in her hand

She looked over at Izzy, now just realizing that she was asleep. She took off her hoodie and draped it over her, removing the pencil from her hand so she wouldn't hurt herself.

She smiled in her sleep hugging one of the sleeves tightly