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Her Withered Daisy "Good morning!" The voice of the receptionist chimed about, a happy smile painted to her face.Her Withered Daisy by StellaMuffins
The automatic, glass doors slid open horizontally from each end. Young men and women passed by through the empty waiting room with white, long lab coats, clipboards in their arms. Some passed by in a rush, and some passed by with others more calmly. The industrial ceiling fan spun in swift velocity, fanning cool air through the small room. Chairs lined up in rows of five, and the unoccupied spaces decorated with domestic plants.
The redhead stepped in through those automatic doors, letting a small sigh escape his lips. In his right hand, held a simple, small daisy. His silver eyes scanned the room, and as usual, it was empty. Clearing his throat, he dragged his feet over to the busy receptionist, patiently waiting for her to finish her phone call. He drummed his fingers onto the wooden surface of the receptionist window, studying the slightly dreary d
Back to School Fluff1. ConflictingBack to School Fluff by Silent-Fermata
The young brunette steadily gazed into her chemistry book, a bead of sweat trickling down the side of her cheek.
All the while, Green only intensified his long stare into her beautiful face, the poor, petite trainer only wishing to Arceus that her childhood friend would let her study in peace.
"Hmmm," she repeated, drumming her pencil eraser against her chin.
"Hmmm," Green mimicked, inching his face across the table to hers, where he sat his chin abruptly on his arm when she glanced up from her homework.
She cautiously looked back at her packet of homework, listening for when she knew the male would move even closer to her.
"Say, Leaf, you want to take a study break?" The cocky male smirked, licking his lips.
A low growl gurgled across the room.
A quiet whimper escaped Leaf's lips, as well as a worried eye dart from the arrogant, A+ student.
"Hmmm..." she hummed.
"Hmmm." he retorted.
"Hmmm," said Red, who crossed his arms, glaring at Green
Diamond in the Rough"Steven, are you almost finished with dinner?"Diamond in the Rough by Silent-Fermata
The boy's mother simply twitched up her nose as the silver-haired five year-old fiddled with his rocks at the dining table, soiling the cloth with multiple chunks of mud that slid off as the boy laughed, rolling the stone over in his tiny palms.
She growled. "Tch. You and your father and your disgusting rocks. Steven how many times must I tell you not to play with those revolting things at the table?"
"They're not rocks, mom, they're stones. And momma, there's something special about this one-"
"No, what they are is garbage. Can't you find a hobby more suited to our lifestyle... like piano or fencing?"
Steven only wrinkled his nose at the suggestions. "Mother, those things are too boring. This stone is special because-"
"It's not special, it's trash. Just go to your room."
The boy only lowered his head, dropping from his chair. The massive dining room doors were a lot for the little child to push, but someho
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