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locked together | WynnxRenly Jun 19, 2016 14:27:14 GMT -5

Post by d6a georgie cham 🍓🐢 frankel on Jun 19, 2016 14:27:14 GMT -5

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Renly Myreen

Pinching at my skin, the summer sun’s rays would begin to colour the surface of my body. Oh how I hate the summer. Winter brought such cool, easily desirable conditions. But summer brings the long sticky humid nights, days of drought and the most dreaded thing: wet armpits. I am surprised I am not already sweating right now but the shelter from the trees is growing and the rays of the sun are unable to breaking through the natural barricade of the tree tops. Thankfully, there is a slight cool breeze tackling the humidity but the long hot days are still to come…and I can’t wait!

It’s felt like forever. All the time we have spent together feels like a lifetime. I can’t remember a time when I haven’t been with him, yet it hasn’t even been that long. My relationship with Wynn has been a great influence to me. Yet they don’t know…I haven’t told my parents. Right now they think I’m on one of my daily jogs. They have been questioning how frequent my runs have been lately. They expect that I should have somewhat progressed my body and have come home with all my muscles pulsating through my skin. I wish I could tell them though. Mother wouldn’t mind but she’d tell father and he’d certainly mind. There needs to be a way…

Padding along besides our feet, the dogs follow us closely, occasionally stopping to burrow their noses into the ground. I wish I could smell as good as they do because whatever scent they’re picking up through their nostril right now is invisible to me. There must be a secret world that surrounds us filled with pleasant…and unpleasant aromas. Hopefully the pleasant outweighs the other. My long distance sight is blurred as it is, whatever lays in the distance on this wooden trek is a mystery to me, yet the dogs will be able to sense it…Wynn too most likely.

Right now I am taking the dogs for a stroll with Wynn along with his own dog, Gift. Who I gifted too him. Thankfully another reaping has rolled by and my name has not been pulled from the glass bowl. I don’t know either of those representing the District but I know one of them is a relative of a past tribute, I can remember the name. Again I’ll likely not be following the games too closely. It’s not entertainment, not to me anyway. I know my brother will have his eyes pinned to the television screens. There must be some loose screws rattling about inside his head if he enjoys the action that unfolds in those arenas. I’ve always loved reading about battles in the books, fierce brave warriors taking down great armies. But it’s not real. The words form a picture inside my head that I create. The action that is shown on the screens is real and I am unable to create something else in my head to mask the gore that his splattered in front of me.

Entwining my fingers together with Wynn’s, my hold with him would be secure. Locked together for eternity, there is no key or code to unlock us. My hold is tight but not too tight to cause harm. I want to be able to feel him all the time, I know if my mind wanders elsewhere, I’ll no longer feel his palm on my palm and I don’t want that to happen. So now and then I squeeze him slightly, reminding myself that he is still there. My love, my protection, my Wynn. I’ve stopped questioning the reality of my feelings for Wynn because I know they’re real. Yes I am young, seventeen years old but I know what love is, I know the perception. I’ve experience the emotions that come with it, the sensations that it sends through my body. It is something that I will always relish in. Even when I am not with Wynn, his presence that lasts in my mind is always there and all the emotions remain with it.

Warmth swarms my hold with Wynn, I can feel the liquid beginning to form on the skin of my palms, shit I am sweating. Pulling my hand away from Wynn, I’d quickly rub the sweat on my trousers before slyly checking my armpits. Not sweating. Looking back up at Wynn, I can feel my cheeks tensing up as I am unable the fight the smile that forms on my face. ”Haha sorry, I getting pretty hot.” Grinning after my words, I’d hold my hand out towards him for him to take.

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locked together | WynnxRenly Jun 28, 2016 13:25:47 GMT -5

Post by thompson harvard - d2b - arc on Jun 28, 2016 13:25:47 GMT -5

My mom said that going out for a walk without a shirt may seem ill mannered, but then again, I don't think Renly would mind it. Summer wasn't the most appealing season to take place in District Seven due to the sticky hot weather that seems to wrap it's hands around everyone. The sticky, stuffy atmosphere seems to make every breath made labored like they were being put to work. The heat pushed us, screamed passionate curses onto the necks and backs of everyone in Seven. Luckily enough for me, unlike most of the ghost-white people in seven, I don't burn. I don't really tan either but that's fine with me. Anyways, I'm getting off topic.

The only thing that should be on my mind right now is Renly (or, at least something along the lines of him). Even though it seems that he already is at every other moment, this feels as if it's important as the two of us walk side by side with hands locked together and the dogs by our side. It was a normal occasion for the two of us. But it feels like it's been an eternity since we spent our time together like this.

People often say that when your life, your time seems to slip away when you meet with someone that it means something. That they mean something in your life and that feeling is special when you meet someone like that. It's something that should be cherished because you'd know that you can spend your life with them as it flies on by. You know that you can spend your dumb, your childish moments with them.

Because when you see them, you're electric. They send tingles down your spine, nerves buzzing in excitement. They make sparks fly from your fingertips when you touch them.

You're electric, whether in happiness, or romance. Even in the short five seconds of eye contact you make with them before you can't bear holding back a laugh anymore.

You can spend an eternity with them and have it feel like it’s only been a moment. Though, a single moment without them feels like an eternity. And god that's an eternity that I'd never want to live.

We are enveloped by the forest that has been my personal escape, my personal haven for years. His hand squeezes mine every so often with a gentle touch as if he is trying to tell himself that he wasn't alone. A little flashing light to bring your attention back onto the current situation.

I had been snapped back into reality by the empty feeling that had calmed over my hand. Reply had let go all of the sudden, wiping his hands onto his pants to get rid off the sweat that coated the palm of his hand. I felt empty, alone when the idea of having nothing to hold was faced. Though I knew that he was just wiping off the sweat. There's nothing I need to worry about; correct? I give a small laugh to myself in response. Of course I don't need to worry.

The young male looks back up at me after a small moment. He smiles naturally, like it's a chemical reaction to a substance. ”Haha, sorry. I'm getting pretty hot.” Quite honestly, I would agree to that on both levels. It was summer- the season dedicated to making you want to die because of the absolutely painful heat. But, he was also just hot. Even though as a boyfriend I’m kind of required to think so, but it was farther than that in a way. It felt new. Like when you see someone for the first time and they're incredibly attractive and you think ‘wow, they're attractive’. It felt new, rejuvenated in a sense and placed fresh into thought.

(Guess that proves how much of a dream this all feels.)

He offers his hand out to me and it's to no surprise that I take it. A smile placed on my face that was natural whenever I found myself with Renly. I browse the current area that holds us, my eyes fluttering from place to place as we walk past. A current thought proposes itself out of my mouth, and to no surprise it's about how it feels different.

”Y’know, I used to hate walking down here because I was normally alone. I like it, now, because you're walking with me.” My words seemed like they were floating at that moment,

and so am I.
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locked together | WynnxRenly Jul 1, 2016 14:27:52 GMT -5

Post by d6a georgie cham 🍓🐢 frankel on Jul 1, 2016 14:27:52 GMT -5

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Renly Myreen

Love is probably one of the main things that helps push this world forwards, for a number of reasons (obviously for helping with population growth too). But love doesn’t always have to include romance. I don’t know the definitive definition of love but to me it means someone has a great affection for something. It can be anything really. From an activity, a food, an animal, even a story. Anyone can love anything, they can love the right things and the wrong things but differences help build the world. Love helps stabilize the world. Love is a great big pillar that holds up the world. If it weren’t there, everything would come crashing down. It’s helped so many people survive these dark days and nobody, including myself, can really live without it.

There are a number of things that I love, of course the main thing being Wynn. Running, food, the dogs, my family (even if at time I hate them, they’re always there and helped bring life into me and it’s only courtesy to love them). I even love myself, not in a narcissistic way but I love where my life is right now. Right now, there is not a single thing that I’d change. Obstacles such as my parents knowing about my relationship are in the way but I don’t need to get over that right now. Instead I could just lay out a picnic blanket at the obstacle and wait before crossing over it.

Protected below the great fortress, I glance up at their canopies, taking in the great scenery that surrounds me and Wynn. It’s fortunate that I live in District Seven, there are so many striking sights to store photographic memory in my head. At least there is something peaceful to admire in this destructive world. It’s odd how nature remains the same yet humanity is killing each other. I bet as soon as all the people leave, nature will regain its lands and have a great sigh of relief. Although at times people do help tend to nature so it may just miss our presence. Just the same as if Wynn left, I’d end up turning into a plant that hadn’t been watered in a while. He is the thing that is helping me grow right now; grow as tall as the wooden giants that surround us both. I should really thank him one day.

Taking back my hand, the sudden loneliness that attacked me after wiping my hand is fended off as I can feel Wynn on my palm. It is odd how my body reacts to things. A racing heart beat that tries to break through my ribcage. Sweating palms, making everything a slightly bit awkward. A warmth sensation, adding to my already perspiring body under this heat. Emotions really do give the body feelings; it isn’t always the voice in my head that reminds me that I love Wynn.

”Y’know, I used to hate walking down here because I was normally alone. I like it, now, because you're walking with me.” As soon as Wynn opens his mouth, my cheeks already burn up, they’ll likely rapidly turning red. He’s flirting with me. ”Yeah great views.” My eyes fix themselves on Wynn, blocking out nature’s scenery that surrounds us both. ”The trees look great too.” Taking over my face, a simple smile lights itself up as my face is directly turned at Wynn to see. ”Great company, with a great view.”

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locked together | WynnxRenly Aug 12, 2016 21:03:03 GMT -5

Post by thompson harvard - d2b - arc on Aug 12, 2016 21:03:03 GMT -5

I glanced over at him after I spoke, my eyes continuously searched for the reaction that I've grown to adore so much. And fortunate for me, I found it. It was his cute little automatic blush. A small smile waved in reply to Renly's reaction. The smile was pure and refreshed, almost like the very presence of the teenager made it brand new again. Renly was a magnet in a way. He's always attracting me to his side for whatever reason it must be each time. Every day with him was different and each reason was something fairly unknown to me. It's normally one of those small things that someone possesses that makes you want to always be with them.

Do you know what I'm talking about? Like, imagine someone you know. Preferably a friend or someone that you enjoy talking to because that'd make this image much easier for you to imagine. Now, list the first few things you think of when you think of that person. For example, if I were to tak about Tybalt, this is what I'd list for him;
he talks in a shakespearean accent all of the time
he's a fuckin sap when it came to juliet
he's a lil bitch but that's okay because he can whoop ass
Unfortunately, I can't list much else because I don't remember much else besides him. ~~sorry not sorry!!~~ So, I hope you get the point.

ANYWAYS, back to the present. Renly very quickly fired back to my firting. Like, I'd be surprised if he wasn't some kind of superflirter or something, because damn that was hella fast. "Yeah, great view." He decided to look at me at that moment, probably talking about me, unless he was looking at one of the trees next to me. I glance over for a second, and yeah, he was probably looking at the tree. "The trees look great too." They're obviously trying to steal my man, and the disrespect is appalling. My eyesight lands back onto Renly as he speaks again, his small smile waving at me in a friendly approach. "Great company, with a great view." A small chuckle escaped from me and I then looked down at the dogs and back up at Renly to confirm the proposed idea. Great, no- incredible company, with a beautifu view. That's for sure.

I found myself smiling in a passionate fury of joy, and there was no shadow that could mask the happiness I felt. Unicorns and happiness and rainbows is probably the most accurate description of how I feel right now. I'm not sure if that's a completely bad thing or a completely good thing but one of them is the correct answer. People say that bad things normally happen after you're all smiles and giggles but we're probably the only people here within a three mile radius, so I don't think anything super bad is going to happen. To be honest, the worst thing that could happen is that the pups run off, but I doubt that'll happen also.

In an effort to keep the conversation going, I asked a question that was probably the most random and odd question to ask. But, hey, have some faith in things- it might end up as a good conversation starter. "If you were to be asked to teach a class, what would it be?" I couldn't help but release a nervous laugh in that moment before starting to speak again. "Sorry for the out of the blue question, I just decided to try and see how many small things I can learn about you today."
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