observers
Description
Kris isn't trying to be a romantic , he's just one of the observers.
Foreword
It was a timid dart of eyes, and mine strangely tried hard to search where they went as it went everywhere, but me. till' you're finally giving up and made it as the last, wild, movement of your eyes before seconds later, they're reflecting what's supposed to be my jaw, chin, lips, cheeks, nose, my eyes.
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