01-14-2018, 03:53 AM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; text-align: justify; "]"Too cold for fruit," He answers his question but before he actually begins to like the guy, Olivier opens his mouth again. A part of him wants to be annoyed, but really, there wasn't any sense in getting worked up. "If only. Then you'd be the best. The ultimate smooth-talker." He said, deadpanning. "I don't know if that counts as a laugh," He comments off-handedly, looking away from Olivier.
"Still an angel through and through, eh, cher?" Ha. He wished. If Willow saw him now, he didn't know whether or not she'd still call him her bellissimo angioletto. No, she wouldn't. The tom's face is neutral, but the aching thoughts make it hard to keep it that way. "I'm going to go now. it was nice meeting you, Olivier." Though the other had suggested a nickname, Angel didn't feel right using it. Nicknames were meant for close friends, or so he believed. Besidesâ€â€Âfrench was nice.
As he rises from from his seating, he lets his tail flick the malamute next to him, ear twitching as though they were sharing an inside joke before offering something like a smile. "Naps aren't going to take themselves, right?"
"Still an angel through and through, eh, cher?" Ha. He wished. If Willow saw him now, he didn't know whether or not she'd still call him her bellissimo angioletto. No, she wouldn't. The tom's face is neutral, but the aching thoughts make it hard to keep it that way. "I'm going to go now. it was nice meeting you, Olivier." Though the other had suggested a nickname, Angel didn't feel right using it. Nicknames were meant for close friends, or so he believed. Besidesâ€â€Âfrench was nice.
As he rises from from his seating, he lets his tail flick the malamute next to him, ear twitching as though they were sharing an inside joke before offering something like a smile. "Naps aren't going to take themselves, right?"