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“Hey cat… Wanna be my Valentine?”
♟ With a small smile worn on his expression, Everett neared a snow-furred feline carefully so it wouldn’t be quick to retreat away from the single being. Though the creature wouldn’t have ran away in the first place, it liked the attention it was given by strangers and often sought for such. But one could tell that the stray was merely curious about the psychokinetic user when a single rose of crimson was held before it.
The ravenette knew he must have looked mental, but it wasn’t a harmful act he dwelt upon the white feline and he wouldn’t do much to the it besides pet and play with it. Just the generalization of today made him a bit lonely and he wanted some kind of company, even if the other were a simple animal. Especially when the best friend he would once frequent around with on such a holiday to cause mischief, had found a significant other within the year. And such a person was another friend that the seventeen year old had made along the road, but secretly hated for obtaining the heart of the person who held his…
The feline seemed to ponder on the melancholy expression that befell Everett’s expression and leaned over to rub against both his hand and the rose he held out to it. ;;
“So… Is that a yes?”




