Oh, if only Harry was aware how much Evie wasn’t the same girl. For one thing, she stopped pretending to be a vapid, boy crazy, airhead of a girl whose priorities were Princes and Looking Fabulous To Please Guys.
She was here for her friends now. Her priority was taking care of others and making her loved ones feel important and making sure they were happy with who they were.
That’s not to say she wasn’t still fun. She did kick one of his crew mates asses in a sword fight, was smart as hell in chemistry and was good in a fight in general. And she still loved to dance.
They did make a gorgeous pair, though.
Once they were across the bridge, Evie pulls a slip of paper out of her red, fingerless gloves and reads the directions on it, showing it to Harry so they were on the same page.
“Can you think of any shortcuts?” She’d like to get her party on, if thats okay with him. And there might be the faintest bit of mischief in the way she’s smirking. She has something planned.
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Date: 2019-08-15 12:38 am (UTC)She was here for her friends now. Her priority was taking care of others and making her loved ones feel important and making sure they were happy with who they were.
That’s not to say she wasn’t still fun. She did kick one of his crew mates asses in a sword fight, was smart as hell in chemistry and was good in a fight in general. And she still loved to dance.
They did make a gorgeous pair, though.
Once they were across the bridge, Evie pulls a slip of paper out of her red, fingerless gloves and reads the directions on it, showing it to Harry so they were on the same page.
“Can you think of any shortcuts?” She’d like to get her party on, if thats okay with him. And there might be the faintest bit of mischief in the way she’s smirking. She has something planned.