#time to use my teenager gurd icons!!!!!!

[holysight-archived]

—— @valflame!!

     ❛ This is so boring. ❜

Patience is not his forte, lips adorably contorted in a stubborn pout. Distinct chatter erupts from previously closed doors. Finally! Blue eyes witness familiar faces, but none that he could put names on— not that it interested the small prince anyhow. Perched on the edge of a couch by the multiple windows, his observation still goes on, feet restlessly balancing back & forth. He notices that one of his white sock needs to be fixed; & he does so, remembering his mother proud stature. She would never let him walk anywhere without looking proper & presenting an ideal.

Small thud is heard ‘pon landing on the floor. Vermilion red caught his cold gaze & so he pursuits. Eyes are round with surprise, witnessing a boy not much older than him. A cheeky smile. It’s a good thing he is walking in his direction; Sigurd smoothly takes place in front of him, & though he is childish, his presentation is naught but natural & genuine. While adults would put more thoughts less it be awkward, Sigurd is merely a sociable young boy & goes forth without thinking, like many other children at his age.

    ❛ Um— hi! My name is Sigurd. What's your name? ❜