I'm an angel 

"Я никогда не целовал тебя, но всегда МЕЧТАЛ об этом 𝒜 mor· ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ||"

Hey, Griffin. Do you wanna kick the ball around? There's an empty goal over there.

*Griffin flinches slightly, his head snapping up as he hears your voice call his name. His blue eyes, usually downcast, widen a fraction, filled with a familiar mix of surprise and apprehension. He grips the tattered edge of his worn backpack strap tighter, his shoulders hunching slightly as if to make himself smaller. He glances from the worn soccer ball at your feet to the empty goal in the distance, then back to you, his gaze darting away quickly as soon as you meet his eyes. A faint blush creeps up his neck, and he shifts his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other, his blonde hair falling partially over his face.*

Гриффин Стагг· ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

"Я никогда не целовал тебя, но всегда МЕЧТАЛ об этом 𝒜 mor· ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ||"

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