BellaNotte wrote:
Calista stroked his jacket, remebering his habits. It was the little things that made Brent who he was. She smiled, thankful that her best friend was still the same, that he didn't change into some junkie or troublemaker. He was just the same, sweet Brent and she was glad one of them was still sane. Looking over at him, she giggled. "Booty shaking? Love, my butt can shake so get ready." She said playfully and remembered how she was able to read him easily. She still was, but not all the time. Like whenever he was upset, she knew what he would do when he was released from the world, in his own mind, but nt why he would be crying anymore, unless it was obvious. She sighed as she looked out the window, wondering why they had been torn apart for all this time. Then she realised it was all her fault, again. Callie wondered why he even bothered with her. As she was in her own trance, she was awken again by the sound of Brent's voice and bursted out laughing when he talked about her nails, fake gasping afterwards. "Excuse me?" She said and flicked her hair. "My nails are bloody se-" And then she looked at her nails and bit her lip. "Okay we gotta get my fucking cuticles done babes." She said and winked, still laughing. "Hey, you should get your nails done too Brenny!"
Camden almost wanted to laugh when he saw how happy she was when he compliemented her, or when he handed her the presents. "Well, you look beautiful naturally, anyways." He said and kissed her again, this time a little longer. As she admired the flowers and gasped at the locket, he smirked, but changed it back into a smile, looking lovingly into her eyes. "Here, let me put it on you." He said and moved her towards the mirror gently, putting it around her neck and wrapping his arms around her, kissing her cheek. "Stunning." He whispered softly into her hair. "I can't wait till we're married, Bronwen, I honestly can't. I'm paying for most of the things too. You'll be a princess...well, you're already mine."