[center][h3]Scully "[color=fff79a]Babyface[/color]" Vagabond[/h3][/center]
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Babyface blinked in surprise, his large eyes gazing over the other Scully's smile before his eyes wandered down to their touching hands. The pretty boy flushed again, this time from something akin to embarrassment, but different to his usual one. His heart clenched, and for once it was the good kind of clench. With the simple touch the eighth grader could feel himself rise up again- he could do this, he could make friends. And, as fate would have it, thought Babyface as he glanced back up to giggle nervously, they had the same name.

He flinched in surprise when his hand was tossed aside, Scully stuffing his hands in his pockets. Babyface's smile faltered, and wondered- for the first time in his short life- if perhaps there was something wrong with his face. A silence fell over between the boys, the swing creaking as the wind shifted Babyface back and forth, his eyes following after Scully's and gazing upwards into the sky, jumping when his new friend(?) spoke up.

[b]“[color=fff79a]Uhm,[/color]” [/b]started Babyface as pink tipped pale fingers lifted to his lips, pinching at pink chapped lips. He mumbled something incoherently before repeating,[b] “[color=fff79a]I didn't wanna go today. So I skipped.[/color]”[/b] Looking over the other boy, he tilted in deference, piping up an unsure, [b]“[color=fff79a]I could say the same thing to you, though...?[/color]”[/b]