She blushed deeply. She couldn’t do anything, so she just watched him go to his room. She whispered, “Goodnight Scamp.” She smiled before closing her door and going to sleep.
He opened the door to his room, closing it behind him and leaning against the door, sighing. After leaning on his door for a bit, he walked over, laid down in bed going to sleep.
(Source: whirlwindscamp, via arrietty-theborrower-deactivate)
