Emilia Louise Vipond (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _emilia_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
“That’s Iris, apparently,” Emilia agreed with a laugh of her own. She still couldn’t help but wonder about Robert. Looked to be feeling so out of place as he sat there, with his big shoulders and long legs, like he was trying to make himself smaller. He did have a nice laugh and his blush – had he just blushed? – was an oddly endearing surprise, though, and she turned slightly so they could keep talking without having to yell to each other.
Rather than talking, though, she ended up taking a moment to just look at him. “Want to get out of here?” she asked, without even thinking. Then her words caught up to her, and now she was the one blushing, deeply and leaving no doubt to the world that she was blushing. “That sounded like such a come-on,” she said, squeezing her eyes shut as she held up her hand, hoping to squash down her initial embarrassment. “What I should have asked was, would you like to go for a walk instead of being couped up in here?”