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[scaledwolf]

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[forceshadowed]

Just how much exactly have you been watching me, Solo?

[ They talked occasionally when there was a neighborhood gathering or when either of their families threw a party, but she's not sure how he could've picked up on her music tastes or her interests. Though... Sam had mentioned he'd caught Jon looking at her. Not that she ever believed it, because, really, one of the most popular kids in class? ]

I've liked you a long time too.

[ She's just going to drop the topic on public affection because... they might have been behaving themselves at home, but elsewhere, well.

Her next text comes after a few minutes: ] Okay apparently the bacon Theon was cooking was from our fridge and Arya's not happy because she wanted to have bacon for breakfast today

[scaledwolf]

Probably more than was healthy. I never knew how to talk to you, Snow.

[ Yes, they talked occasionally when they were thrown together but over all her sister tended to squeeze between them, so he'd end up disappearing. And as a whole, he never knew how to tell her he liked her. He may have been popular, but when it came to her he was nervous and his palms always got sweaty. ]

I'm glad we've made it here together.

And now all of it is ruined. Poor Arya.
I'd say we can bring her some, but if we're going house hunting after breakfast it will be long cold before we get it back to her.

[forceshadowed]

Never thought you were the one to get tongue-tied. You could write all those poems and make those speeches. We'd thought you'd become like, President of the United States or something someday.

I'm glad too.

Poor Theon. Arya threw a chair at him and demanded that he get her bacon for breakfast because he ruined her plans. That's the screaming you might've heard. Because Catelyn wasn't happy and you know Sansa lol.

[scaledwolf]

Around you, I got tongue-tied quite a bit. The poems and speeches were written in my room, where I wasn't staring into your beautiful eyes.
And I just don't have the temperament to be President, I don't think. Or the ability to stomach making the backroom deals. I'm far too honest for that.

You are the best thing in my life, I hope you know that.

I was wondering what the screaming was. So it was Theon screaming for his life because Arya mad, super scary.

Can you escape now?

[forceshadowed]

Poems and speeches? Plural?

[ She'd scoff at that part about staring into her eyes but she's still flabbergasted that he'd written things for her? Other than that note with the rose after prom, and apparently now that poem in English class? ]

Hey. That should be my line.

[ Because he is the best thing in her life. ]

On my way. I love Arya but if Catelyn or Sansa see me it'll somehow be my fault and they'll lock me up my room, Cinderella-style.
Can I borrow one of your shirts?

[scaledwolf]

Poem. Single. Only one. maybe

[ Listen, he really liked her okay. And there may or may not be a book of unshared ones somewhere in his room she hasn't run across yet. Because if you can't speak them at least you can write them down? ]

It can be both our lines, love.

[ He's totally willing to share. ]

Yeah, lets get you out of there before I have to scale your bedroom window to free you.
Fun as that sounds, I'm hungry.
And yeah, I also have one of yours that was left here I can bring you so you have a choice.