05-05-2018, 11:33 PM
[div style="margin-top: 30px; text-align: center; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 35px; color: white;"]pierce parker
☀ — and till the end you're my very best friend
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Meet and greets used to stress Pierce the hell out. Pathetic, yeah, but at least he had okay reasoning behind it; he used to be terrified of giving people the wrong impression when they first met, like slipping up and accidentally offending them, or being too tentative and making them think he was a nervous wreck, or just being so quiet, they thought he was rude. He was, of course, none of those things, but first impressions were pretty important to him. Now, he'd calmed down a bit about it, so while he did still care quite a bit about giving off the right vibe when he first met someone, he tried not to stress out too much. Was that the lack of a big, important position, perhaps? Or maybe without his family he really didn't care? It was certainly possible that he'd just grown up, but Pierce didn't usually assume the best in himself. "Hey! My name's Pierce- I don't think we've met?" Well, that was pretty clear- he was pretty sure he'd remember someone like this guy. "I love your eyes, by the way," the serval would add with a kind smile. Eyes were always his go-to compliment, but it was always a genuine one, since, really, there was no way someone's eyes could not be pretty. Pierce tried not to stare at the thing in the other's chest, too, and though it was certainly... distracting, he liked to think he was doing a pretty good job of it.
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