Crystalline
Pessimistic Optimist
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Serena Sinclair
Serena listened as Casper responded to her, speaking in a relaxed and calm tone. She could have sworn she caught some bashfulness in it, but she figured she was simply thinking too much. "Well, you don't have to worry about it, either," she began with a sweet smile. "It's perfectly fine by me," she stated, and she couldn't help but notice his enticing body gestures. His charming half-grin was contagious, so she couldn't help but return the beam, and the way he shrugged and showed his emotions when he talked was very refreshing. She felt a happy blush come across her cheeks as she walked beside him. He's so easy to talk to, she thought contently, letting out another amused giggle as she watched him take a swig of his Coca Cola. She finished off her vanilla coffee quite quickly, being that it was one of her favorite drinks, so she wandered off to the side for a moment to toss it in the trash can. Afterwards, she returned to Casper's side, and she noticed that he went from a half-grin to a full on smile. Was it something I said? She wondered, and then realized that he took her comment on him being nice into account.
"Oh, no, no, I can't be nice, remember? I'm the griffon shifter." She heard him say in an amusingly sarcastic tone. As he limply lifted his hands, shaping them into playful claws, Serena had to place her fingers over her mouth in an attempt to not burst out into laughter. He looks so cute like that, she couldn't help but think, and this inner compliment intensified as he looked over at her with a puppy-like expression. At that point, Serena couldn't hold back her laughter. She went into a small fit of giggles, laughing lightheartedly and gleefully. "Silly," she commented under her breath. She cleared her throat softly as she attempted to regain her composure, giving Casper her full attention as he continued speaking. He went on about how he was apparently considered the biggest and baddest creature on earth, as well as the fact that people take shift animals far too seriously. "I can promise you that you'll find me to be anything but aggressive, towards most," she heard him conclude. With that, Serena smiled up at him warmly. Her aquamarine eyes twinkled in approval.
"I can tell," she began as she shyly hooked some of her stray black locks behind one ear. "I personally think that the griffon is beautiful," she stated, glancing up towards him briefly before looking straight ahead. "It's a majestic and magical creature no different from my pegasus. I don't understand why they don't receive the same treatment," she spoke, pouting slightly at the unfairness of the situation. "It's beautiful," she echoed once more, beaming up at him in a way that seemed to assure him that she didn't see him in that stereotypical way at all. He wasn't some monster in her eyes; she was even more sure of that after speaking with him. If anything, he's simply a gentle giant. He seemed caring enough, and Serena admired how laid back he seemed. He was playful and friendly, just like she was, and he seemed refreshingly open with her. Those qualities aren't monster like at all. Just how she thought the griffon was a wonderful creature, she was beginning to think that Casper, himself, was equally amazing.
I'm glad he asked to walk me to class, she thought as she smiled to herself. She let out a sweet, "Hmm~" sound as she wrapped her slender arms around her petite physique. "Thank you," she spoke as she adjusted her messenger bag strap over her shoulder. "For walking me, I mean," she concluded with a brief laugh. "I don't get walked to class often, so I think it's really nice. I usually just greet familiar faces I pass in the halls while walking by myself," she shrugged sheepishly. "So, thank you. It means a lot."