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It was a quiet and cloudy summer night, the moon had peeked out from the clouds, casting it’s glow throughout her bedroom.
Liko had been at her desk, for who knows how long, she’d been working on a poem, jotting down words then quickly erasing them. her mind had been.. somewhere else.
Oh how she couldn’t stop thinking of him. his hair, how it danced in the wind. and his eyes, they reminded her of amethyst. such a mesmerizing deep violet, oh how they glowed in the moonlight.
Oh she could gaze into them forever..
Liko was snapped out of her thoughts by meowscarada, letting out a soft yawn. it had been curled up on Liko’s bed, leaving a small space, enough just in case Liko had decided to get some sleep too.
Maybe she should go to sleep. It was getting late, her pokémon were asleep and she couldn’t find the right words.
maybe she should quit thinking about him, maybe she should text him-call him. was he thinking about her too? did he lay awake at night thinking about her?