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Feeling the clutch of her hands on his shirt, Gray smiled softly against her skin. The curl of her fingers pulling at the fabric, it was the feeling of being wanted. Interrupted mid-kiss upon her shoulder, his eyebrows crumpled and his smile disappeared when Sophia pushed him back. He looked down, trying to see her expression, but his eyesight was blocked as Sophia placed his hat back onto his head. He missed her playful smile, she had pulled the hat too far over his eyes.

Gray's mind filled with worry, maybe he had gone too fast for her, or maybe she had changed her mind. Maybe this was only a goodbye kiss, and she'd say they were too different for it to ever work... He wanted to say something, but his throat was tight. It had been months since he had last kissed her. They both knew that. But what she didn't know, what he wanted to tell her, was that all of the kisses he had wanted to give her when she had left, now made his chest hurt, his eyes sting, and his cheeks hot as they begged to reach her. If he could, he would have told her that the time in between had been too slow, and how he couldn't help going too fast now to make up for it. But his throat was too dry to tell her anything.

Almost too afraid to see her face, he hesitated in fixing his cap. But when he felt Sophia's small hand slip into his, his heart surged. She beckoned him over the door frame, and he quickly fixed his hat with his other hand as he entered her home. Hearing the door close, she was only a few steps in leading him to the staircase when Gray pulled her hand back to his side. His unoccupied hand curled around her waist, turning her around to face him. He stepped back, and guided her as he brought her to the door, her back against the wood. Though he hadn't seen it, he matched her playful smile from moments before with one of his own before pulling off his hat and lifting her chin. He parted her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth to tangle them together. He kissed her deeper, angling his head to the side from time to time. The minutes passed by, but the passion behind the kisses did not diminish. Gray held onto his cap with only two fingers, his hands squeezing at her hips, pressing her to the door. Finally breaking the kiss, his breath heavier, the golden haired boy put the hat on her head.

"Here,” He said. "Carry this for me." Then, sweeping Sophia off of her feet, he held her close to his chest and walked over to the stairs. She was still light as she used to be, and he had no problem carrying her up the stairs and to her room. He had wanted to kiss her like that for a long while now, but he also really wanted to go all the way for a long time too.

Dreamland Reunion - Gray&Sophia

As Gray’s lips danced over her skin, Sophia felt a chill along her spine. How long, she wondered, had it been since she last felt like that? She was the one to blame, of course, but the thought lasted barely a second. Her fingers clenched on his shirt, as if it would somehow keep him from going away. “I love you too…” muttered her, the breath slightly heavier. “You’re the one I despise the most. I was so tired of seeing your face around…”

Sophia gently pushed Gray away and stepped back. With a playful smile, she put his hat back on his head and reached out for his hand. Pulling him along, she silently invited him inside and to stay with her.

#theoppositetruth #is this better?? ;; 3 ;; #sorry if anyone wants this under a readmore just let me know and I will do so

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((OOC: Sorry it's a little blurry, but if you haven't been reading "A Dreamland Reunion", the rp between Gray and Sophia, this is an exaggerated recap. o u o)/ ))

#my art #theoppositetruth #runemoon

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Ever put it in Sophia's butt?

 NOPE.

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Ready for the sex, pretty boy?

…  /starts searching pockets/ Condoms, condoms…

Just. Kidding. - A - gtfo.

((on the inside: KSLAKshfalKsfhlasvlAKsfilausv9oAvfoUsvpoVHscAsgOsvuicisvcgIucvhOv .////////// A /////////.))

#ask and you shall recieve a derpy reply

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Her small frame holding him back again reminded Gray of all the times she had done so in the past, and he couldn't stop the next surge of tears from pushing up. It was dumb, but it had been so long since he had heard her voice, it sounded unbelievably perfect, so sweet and lovely. And with those lips, Sophia even honestly apologized, there wasn't a way he couldn't forgive her. Gray couldn't remember, since when was this odd little girl everything to him?

Though she wiped at the tears, he couldn't stop more from rolling down right over her fingers. Gray felt his hat being pushed away from his brow. Instinctively, his body told him to catch it, to stop it and pull it back down from the wind, or from the pesky people, or - Gray ignored this completely, letting his lover remove his hat. Without his hat potentially in the way, Gray properly kissed the shorter girl. Breaking the kiss to breath, he spoke softly. "I missed you, Soph..." Sliding a hand to push back her bangs, he kissed her ear, gently. "but I love you..." He trailed kisses from her ear down her jaw to her neck. "...So much..."

Dreamland Reunion - Gray

Sophia couldn’t help but smile. She was overwhelmed with happiness and nothing else was importamt at that moment. For only a brief moment, she wondered that a nightdress wasn’t the appropriate cloth for that moment, but that thought soon vanished away. Gray was there, in front of her, and that was all that mattered. She tightly embraced him, resting her head over is shoulder. “I

will." she muttered. “I’m sorry, darling."

With his kiss, Sophia’s heart was about to explode. She’d almost forgot how good was it to have his lips over hers. She caressed his cheeks, whipping his tears away, and tried to bring him closer to her, but something got in the way. It was the brim of his hat stucking on her forehead. Without a second thought, Sophia pulled it off and allowed herself to bring her boyfriend closer to her.

#so she's not crying but he is #okay #theoppositetruth #i-is this okay? ;;;; __ ;;;;

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Gray nodded. "Right. This town is so damn nosy, I swear..." It was a miracle his own relationship wasn't smeared all across the town's bulletin board.

Blushing only harder when Claire leaned over the counter, Gray scrambled at the papers to keep them away from her, but without much success. Dammit, why couldn't she just have put down the coins and walked out. "No! Why would I write a l-Oh my goddess Claire, it's not porn!!" Realizing he had gotten pretty loud at the end there, he cussed under his breath and pulled down his hat. His face on fire, he hoped no one else had heard that. Releasing his hands from the papers, he gave up the papers to the farmer. "Seriously, they say I have a dirty mind, but if they only knew you were such a demon. I am at work, you know."

@Gray

Claire rolled her eyes. “True. If I even tried to hit on someone, anyways, Ann and Karen would be up my ass about it. And I’m not going to bring in some random-ass guy just so I can shag him in my own goddamned house." She had to bite her cheek to keep from going on a rant. The last thing she needed was to curse up a storm at Gray. 

She raised an eyebrow at Gray’s flustered motions when he got out his book. Her curiosity was piqued, of course, and she leaned over the counter to look at whatever he hid, ignoring his motion to pay up. “What’re you hiding from me, Gray? Love letters~? Or are you drawing porn?" She laughed and reached out to try and grab the papers. “Real friends don’t keep secrets~!"

#pinkpassion #real friends my ass #and he just assumes she can figure out what his scribbles mean pff #derp de derp derpy derp

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At her touch, Gray felt the sting of tears, his vision getting blurry. He didn't even try to hide them. She was really standing in front of him. She had come back.

When he had imagined her coming back, he had always pictured her wearing her usual dress, with her bow holding back her bangs and her umbrella in her hands. But this was a thousand times better. Her unstyled hair fell around her shoulders and framed her face so softly, it was adorable, and the way the nightdress crumpled above her hips made her look almost vulnerable. She was beautiful, and the moment she had opened the door and looked into his eyes seemed to have frozen to a stop. 

Responding to his name, his arms found her waist and pulled her close. Hugging her tightly while the tears fell down his face, the slightest tremor over his lips compelled him to speak. "Sophia..." He whispered, nuzzling into her neck while he clung to her. "Don't you ever leave me again." Overwhelmed by too many emotions to say anything else, he needed to see her face again. There hadn't been a day he hadn't thought about her and how much he wanted to see her, to kiss her her lips again and feel her smaller hands hold his own gently. Pulling his face out of where he had nuzzled into her neck, he only had to look at her expression for a moment before leaning down to kiss her.

Dreamland Reunion - Gray

The sound of the knocking door made Sophia jump on her way to the bedroom. Was her father waiting for someone? Evelyn, maybe?

No, of course not. It was too late for visits, she was the one to tell. With a nightdress on and her hair down, Sophia was only having a last glass of water before going to bed. Therefore, who would be there in such a time?

Was it a thief? Well, Sophia’d never heard about thieves knocking the door before robbing the house. Was someone in trouble then?

Curious, Sophia walked down the stairs and opened the door.

At first, everything froze. The time froze, her mind froze, her heat froze… Everything, everything.

She couldn’t believe it, but, at the same time, she didn’t want it to be an illusion. Slowly and hesitantly, Sophia raised her hand and caressed his cheek. Yeah… It wasn’t a dream, he really was there, in front of her. Does it mean he wasn’t upset with her at all?

Breathless, everything Sophia could say, really lowly, was his name. “Gray..?"

#i laugehd nd then I CIRED #...wow let's pretned i can type #theoppositetruth #apologies i can't write emotional stuff #people kept distracting me and I COULDN'T SAY NO TO GOING OVER TO A FREINDS HOUSE BECAUSE SHE SAID SHE HAD STUFF TO TO TALK ABOUT #but gdi i'm behind on replies now... ;;;;;;;;;;

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((So, me and Gray-mun were talking about Gray's playlist on Skype

Sophia-mun: "Mighty Little Man"

Sophia-mun: I wonder

Sophia-mun: What "little man" it is

Gray-mun: ... thAT ONE IS BY THE GUY WHO WROTE WAS STEVE

Gray-mun: IN BLUE'S CLUES

Gray-mun: GET OUTTT

Gray-mun: LEAVE ME ALOOOONE

Gray-mun: ;;;

Sophia-mun: Pffff okay okay, sorry~

Sophia-mun: ..... "The book of love"

Gray-mun: Yeah, it's a really cute song.

Sophia-mun: KamaSutra

Gray-mun: ....GDI

Gray-mun: SOPHIA

Gray-mun: STAHP TAKING EVERYTHIGN OUT OF CONTECTX I SEWAER TO GAHDH

Gray-mun: ICAN"T

Sophia-mun: OMG IM SORRY

Sophia-mun: ITS JUST

Sophia: MY NATURE

#OH MY GOD BLUH you know what yeah sorry my playlist sucks #but i'm trying to get better at this shit #and uh... the chorus for mighty little man #where he says Nobody is stronger than I am - yesterday I moved a mountain - I'd like to be your hero - I am a mighty little man #gray just wants to be her strongest little hero alright #leave him alooooone #and BOOK OF LOVE #that band is great #and the song mentions being able to sing the narrator anything being able to read the narrator anything and being able to give the narrator #ut the last lines of the song says i want you to give me wedding rings #so #gray's not getting the rings but giving them #and uh they both aren't picky when it comes to their gifts #and they both didn't know anything about the book of love #so they are writing it together... #and love will tear us apart #I think gray loves this song #okay #okayyyy #and so if one day he's a little drunk and she's there #he'll offer her his hand to dance #and he'll have this little blushing and goofy smile #and start to do this little sway with her and then bob her down #and she'll be like sdhflaksdh but this song is too *slow* gray! #and he'll laugh and then take her hands by her hips and then do that little shimmie thing back and forth #but if he wasn't drunk and heard it he'd just smile a little and tap her hand with his fingers like he does as habit #and the dcfc and click five song are pretty damn obvious #and uh idk i think maybe he'd like squeeze and ska stuff plus rock and this acoustic stuff... #oopshe'sgotmymusicaltastgomen

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He slept for a while longer, though it was a restless sleep. Gray kept waking up, but he only saw that illusion of Sophia once. Feeling like he couldn't fall back asleep, he looked over to the window. It was getting a little late, he could probably catch a round of drinks or two and then slip back into sleep. He'd be feeling better later, just right now... he was feeling pretty down. Getting up, he pulled on his uniform, but was too lazy to put it on all the way, tying his sleeves around his waist and putting on his cap before heading downstairs to the bar.

When he got down there, Ann and Cliff were looking at him. "Hey, Gray. Your visitor wasn't here long. What's up with that?" Ann asked, her hands on her hands and her face questioning. "Huh? Visitor?" Gray's eyes widened, the sleepiness quickly vanishing. "Who?? I was sleeping..." Gray's confusion cleared when Cliff helpfully spoke up, straightening up from the counter. "Ah, she had purple hair..." Gray didn't stay a second longer. He ran out of the Inn. "What the heck?" Ann said. "It's not like he's gonna catch her, she left ages ago!" Cliff shook his head, just as bemused. "I don't know, but Gray looked really surprised, right? I wonder who she was..."

Gray ran with one word in his mind. Sophia. Sophia. Sophia. She had gone to see him? He wanted to say his dream illusion had been only a premonition, but he knew it wasn't. Sophia had been there. Gray ran faster, his breath becoming heavier as he ran down the path. The way to her house was a long one, but he ignored his burning chest and heavy feet. Of course, his body wasn't used to this, so he did end up slowing down, but he didn't want to. When he finally got to Sophia's town, Gray tried to clear his mind. What should he say? Would she be here? What if Sophia didn't want to talk to him? Thinking about it only went downhill. The blacksmith shook his head and ran to her house, still breathing heavily. Biting his lip nervously, he only hesitated a moment before knocking on her door, without any organized thoughts whatsoever. He just needed to see her again.

Dreamland Reunion - Gray

Sophia froze at her place when Gray started to move. Was he awake all the time or did she wake him up? Either way, that was no good, no good! She wasn’t ready yet!

But there he was, staring at her with tired and sleepy eyes. And she stood there, with no idea of what to do nor to say. ‘Stare won’t make things better’ she thought nervously ‘I should say something, something!’. “G-Good by-"

But he turned his back to her. Before Sophia even had the chance to greet him, Gray simply went back to sleep, as if she wasn’t there. Was he ignoring her? She couldn’t blame him for that, but it didn’t mean she wasn’t hurt by that.

"Yeah…. I knew you were happy with me." She muttered, wondering if he was able to hear her. Probably not. Sophia waited for some reaction from him before talking again. “I just… I’m really sick and tired of your face, you know."

She waited for something from Gray. A movement, an answer, a snore, anything. But all she had from him was… Nothing. That was pretty disappointing, but there was not a thing she could really do about it. Well, nothing she felt ready for. Taking a last look at her boyfriend, Sophia closed the bedroom’s door and decided it would be better if she went back home.

#sorry this is DUMB #theoppositetruth

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Gray was walking by the cute lolita shop, his eyes to the ground when out of the corner of his eye he noticed the roses. Stopping, he looked at them through the window, thinking. Like Sophia's dress... She'd probably like one of those. He was just staring at them and only caught himself when his eyes flickered over to the pricetag. As if you'd buy it, C'mon Gray.. What would be the point of that? She's not here and the guys would only make fun of you and ask about it. Gray pulled down his hat, looking away from the display. He tsked at himself and started walking again, the entire walk thinking just how cute she'd be wearing it. How when he'd give it to her, she'd smile and thank him, "I don't like this at all! How could you, Gray?" Her face would blush as she'd say "Oh! Did you have to go outside the cute shop to get this for someone else?" Dammitall... if only she was still around...

Mary Magdalene メリアローズ / Maria Rose headdress

#look sophia #theoppositetruth

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First time they asked you, you didnt know how two answer. At the second time, you were pretty fluffy. Now I am curious to see what will be the answer this time: What is love?

... /pulls down hat/ First of all, anon, don't dig up my history like that... second of all who are you??

/sighs and scuffs his shoes/ Huh... I guess love... /frowns/ ...

/mutters/ Damnit, do you have to be so nosy... 

It's a really vague question, so expect a vague answer. Love is something you feel towards someone you really care about and are always thinking about. Sometimes love can be bliss, if the other person is happy, you're likely to be happy too. But love can also be nervousness or sadness too. I guess you could say love is a multiplier of the emotions. /cuts himself short/ Ah. Don't bother me anymore.

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Well, she seemed to not be upset anymore so that was good... Oh crud, he had said too much. Now she was going to cook for him too? Besides the fact that he was unsure of how her cooking was, he also didn't want to show more appreciation than he already had to. Other people doing stuff for him was nice, but it usually felt awkward too. He shook his head. "You don't have to, you already helped with my arms. Really, I was just saying that for next time-" Gray looked up, hearing  laugh from Rick. Gray didn't appreciate being called that, but in his current situation he couldn't disagree. Popuri was a little hard to handle. It was already too late, now that Rick had commented on it, it was clear she was adamant about proving herself. Gray gave a resigned sigh, he understood the feeling a little. Her last sentence made him a little worried, but he swallowed it down and nodded. It couldn't be worse than some of the stuff he had to try during the cooking festival. Just thinking about it.. No thanks. "Okay then. Don't push yourself."

Games With Names ~Gray~

Popuri felt a little better when Gray said that he would be feeling better in time for work tomorrow. She had heard around town how hard Gray’s grandfather was on him, and was sure he wouldn’t have been very understanding even if Gray was hurt. Popuri nodded when Gray said if she really wanted to thank him she should cook him something. Popuri wasn’t the best cook. In fact the only thing she had ever managed to cook well was eggs, but if that was really what Gray wanted she would try. "I’ll make you the best pie ever!" She told Gray excitedly. In her excitement she hadn’t noticed Rick coming into the house.

‘Really Popuri? You’re going to cook something? Now why would you do that to poor Gray here?’ Rick asked with a laugh.

"Shut up, Rick!" Popuri yelled at her brother before throwing one of the pillows from their couch at him. Her brother just laughed and walked upstairs. Popuri glared at him as he left before turning back to Gray. "Don’t listen to my stupid brother. I can cook. I just don’t do it often." she assured him. 

#cockwrangler

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Detalle herrería de ventana #ventana #herreria #window #blacksmith #roma #CiudadDeMexico #mexicocity (from @FernandoBarroso on Streamzoo)

#gray approves #gray would like to be able to do this kind of thing someday ;; u ;; #he thinks rings and jewelry is nice yeah but this is is his favorite.... #(mun's favorite too ehehehehhe this stuff is perfect) #he'd like to have a house with soph with this kind of stuff..

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... She had fair reason to be scared. Gray wasn't exactly known for being calm. There had certainly been times after she had disappeared where he had simply picked up his hammer and gone down to the mines, smashing level after level of rock until his hands, then his arms, and then his entire body felt numb. Curse words would be thrown out with every clang of the hammer until tears were running down his face. He hated how dramatic he felt about everything, but his father had left him and his girlfriend left him too. It hurt a lot, and he wasn't sure if he could forgive his father even now.

Gray stirred in his sleep when Sophia entered the room. His dirty gold, messy hair covered his eyes and his chest rose and fell slowly. Wearing only his uniform's undershirt and boxers, it wasn't exactly the best attire for reuniting with Sophia, but he wasn't even aware that she was there.

Even if he consciously couldn't think anymore about the oddly adorable woman he had fondly called Soph, his subconscious still did. His dreams always brought up some memory or another. When he had carried her up to the mountain, or when he had ran back with her forgotten umbrella. Memories of when he met her closest friends and her sister, and the memory of when she was sick and he kissed her forehead softly, brushing away those violet bangs. And there were the dreams replaying when she had first told him to disappear to a dessert island so she would never have to see his face again. But other times his dreams would imagine how she would come back to him, all sorts of ways. 

The blacksmith's eyes opened, his blue eyes looking fuzzily through his hair to the ceiling. Gray pushed himself up, propping himself up onto his elbow, his face turning to the clock to see how long he had been sleeping. And standing there was Sophia. Just like always. Purple hair parted with clips. That silly striped bow that matched her dress. Gray sighed. Another dream, another delusion. But there was something slightly off with her face, her expression... Gray fell back into his bed, turning over, thinking how maybe he was forgetting her face, maybe he was forgetting her..

Dreamland Reunion - Gray

There were only a few times Sophia felt truly scared, and this was one of them. Yes, she would fear a lot of stuff: ghosts, lakes and sea, monsters and Evelyn’s clothes were enough to give her shivers but this… Oh, no. This was different.

It’s an upset Gray after all.

Of course, the last thing in the world Sophia would ever want would be to make Gray, out of all people, upset. And the worse part was that she didn’t have any good excuse to explain what she’d done. She could have called him, written a letter, told him where she was going and when she would be back… Anything would make this moment easier, way easier to her.

‘Come on, Soph’, she thought to herself ‘Stare at this door won’t take you anywhere, do something’. She took a deep breath and straightened her posture. She would knock the door, he would open it and then… And then… And then…

And then what?

Suddenly her stomach twitched back into that big and cold knot from the begin and it was like nothing’d changed at all.

‘But they won’t change unless I do something’.

Getting back the determination of a few seconds before, Sophia knocked the door amd waited. And waited. And waited. But Gray didn’t answer.

Confused and not as determined as before, Sophia knocked again, And, just like the first time, Gray didn’t appear. Maybe he wasn’t there? There was only one way of knowing.

"Gray?" asked her as she opened the door “Are you somewhere else?"

The room was a mess, a total mess. Sophia tried not to smile, but it was hard to. It was like nothing had changed while she was gone, and all the time she spent away were just a few days, maybe minutes…

Thinking that he wasn’t there, Sophia was almost closing the door when she noticed Gray sleeping over the messy bed in the middle of that messy room.

One more time, she found herself unable to think on what to do. Should her wake him up? Stay there until he rouses by himself? Go home and come back another time?

But, again, what would she do in any of these situations?

Unable to think on something, Sophia just kept watching he sleeping, almost wishing for the answer to never come.

((wow, I had a hard time trying to write it because

okay yeah now I stop))

#the part where she has the big knot ;;; oh sophiaaa #and the part where she's like it could have been only days or minutes ;;;; #theoppositetruth #iloveyouuuuu #i kept dozing while writing this i hope it's okay ;;;;

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((I hope I got them all / didn't repeat any akdhlaskd Sophia/Sofia reaction pictures set 2 for theoppositetruth))

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((Sofia reaction pictures set 1 for theoppositetruth~))

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Dreamland Reunion - Sophia

Though no one from Mineral town knew, ever since Sophia had left without a word, Gray had never been as happy as he had been when she was around. Sure he still had times when he could laugh and banter like normal, or times he would feel successful at his job, but happiness wasn't the word he'd use. That's what he had when she was his girlfriend. When she would come over and tell him about her day and how so and so reminded her of him. Or when they'd go out on walks together and talk about books or their bothersome (but loved) family. Those dates with the cute purple haired girl felt like ages ago. And it felt like he couldn't move on. He didn't know if he even wanted to move on. What he had of her, he couldn't get rid of. He tried to, at one point. But just like his hat, he couldn't do it. And furthermore, just like his hat, he kept them close all the time. He had started wearing his hat daily long, long ago, every day thinking he'd toss it off the top of a sky scraper or let it go into a sewer drain. Obviously, he never got around to it, and he'd never get around to throwing out her stuff either. The letter she had written him, and the ring he had made for her both sat in a little pocket of his uniform. He used to look at them all the time, but slowly, the time in between grew longer.

Today though, he emptied his pocket and took them out. His fingers held her ring and turned it over and over while he read the letter again. There was a line in there, about her always being there for him, even when other people weren't. He always found it hard to read past this line. He stared through the paper for a long time before folding it back up and returning both objects to his pocket. Well. He took off his hat, setting it on his highstand. He stepped out of his uniform, tossing it over the edge of the bed before getting into bed. It was still early and his room was a mess. Papers were all over his desk and books were on the floor. Ann would be cleaning in a day or two and give him an earful about it, but whatever. Right now he just felt like sleeping. It used to be that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep after reading the letter, his mind thinking too many things. Now, even that was exhausted, and the only thing Gray thought as he fell asleep was "maybe..."

#pff sorry it's long and got extra stuff #but you know what yeah i can give background and shit like this in an rp with his sweetheart u A u #yep this isn't that great forgive me