Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8723280-20140419193959/@comment-11588669-20140423114415

...how does one so small move so quickly?

Ambrose was used to a more sedate pace of walking. A lifetime of not really being noticed gave one time to do that. As a result, well. She was practically pulling him along. Rather comically. And her mouth was moving a mile a minute. He shook his head, narrowly avoiding tripping. He needed to slow her down before he broke something. Shutting her up would be nice as well. He liked the girl, honestly he did. Buuuuuuuuuuuut she needed to know when to stop talking...

Ambrose twisted his arm so his hand could wrap around her wrist, and spun the girl around. In the same motion, he stepped backwards into a corner. She landed right in his arms, and he set his forehead on hers, Amber eyes meeting. A smirk crossed his lips, and he placed a kiss right on her nose.