>insert name here< wrote:--March Plain. Eighteen. Room One.
I pressed my cold fingers into the covers of my bed, watching him, "I was going to draw you. you spark my interest."
I look through my bag and realized that all of my hoodies and sweaters were packed near the bottom and I would have to take out a lot of heavy stuff to get to it. I huffed quietly, "you haw a sweater I can borrow?"
Ryder
Ryder stared only for a moment in shock.
Since when was I interesting? He shook off the shock the best he could, and looked up to her again
"Yeah, just give me a sec," He unzipped his suitcase and it was one of the first things there.
"Just don't ruin it. It's my only one," He said, tossing the black sweatshirt with royal blue sleeves across the room and smiled slightly as it landed where it was intended to, right on top of her head and soon he chuckled with a smirk.
You may have a squirrel, but mine is a black squirrel

hehe and you thought I was lying, didn't you?