Inspiration can come from anywhere, and sometimes it just sneaks up on you. [ He pauses, wondering if he should say what's on the tip of his tongue, ultimately deciding to just go for it. ] You don't have to be an artist to see something that catches your eye and makes you feel interested.
[ He learned that from Alice, and he sometimes catches himself looking at trees or mountains and making mental notes for settings to use in his writing. ]
Have you ever just been walking somewhere and seen something out of the corner of your eye that made you stop and look again? That's kind of what inspiration feels like sometimes.
[ And speaking of inspiration, Alan thinks he might be feeling a little of that right now. He's not thinking about the Dark Presence, which might as well be an enemy he has to fight somehow. Saving Alice is still in the back of his mind, because he can't let go of that so easily, but this sudden connection he's discovering with Jesse is something he wants to focus on.
And given how easy he's finding it to hold her and kiss her, focusing on her isn't hard at all. It's not just physical attraction, although he'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't find himself drawn to her, drawn in by her eyes and the color of them.
There's something about her as a person that he can't quite put his finger on, but he knows that he wants to learn more. He wants to know about her likes and dislikes, and what things in the world inspire her when she sees them. It's that artistic side of him that says everyone has something that inspires them, and he wants to know what that might be for her.
The pull that's directed him this far tells him to pull her in a little closer until they're touching each other more, and he listens to it. The arm that's wrapped around her pulls her in, and he smiles when she presses her forehead against his.
He wants moments like these, but he also wants to just sit and have coffee with her and talk: about any subject, about anything on her mind. He feels as though he could listen to her talk about anything at all, and he wouldn't ever grow bored.
She broke the kiss, but their faces are still so close together, and he takes advantage of that to brush the tip of his nose against hers. It might be a silly gesture, but nothing feels wrong to him in this moment. ]
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[ He learned that from Alice, and he sometimes catches himself looking at trees or mountains and making mental notes for settings to use in his writing. ]
Have you ever just been walking somewhere and seen something out of the corner of your eye that made you stop and look again? That's kind of what inspiration feels like sometimes.
[ And speaking of inspiration, Alan thinks he might be feeling a little of that right now. He's not thinking about the Dark Presence, which might as well be an enemy he has to fight somehow. Saving Alice is still in the back of his mind, because he can't let go of that so easily, but this sudden connection he's discovering with Jesse is something he wants to focus on.
And given how easy he's finding it to hold her and kiss her, focusing on her isn't hard at all. It's not just physical attraction, although he'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't find himself drawn to her, drawn in by her eyes and the color of them.
There's something about her as a person that he can't quite put his finger on, but he knows that he wants to learn more. He wants to know about her likes and dislikes, and what things in the world inspire her when she sees them. It's that artistic side of him that says everyone has something that inspires them, and he wants to know what that might be for her.
The pull that's directed him this far tells him to pull her in a little closer until they're touching each other more, and he listens to it. The arm that's wrapped around her pulls her in, and he smiles when she presses her forehead against his.
He wants moments like these, but he also wants to just sit and have coffee with her and talk: about any subject, about anything on her mind. He feels as though he could listen to her talk about anything at all, and he wouldn't ever grow bored.
She broke the kiss, but their faces are still so close together, and he takes advantage of that to brush the tip of his nose against hers. It might be a silly gesture, but nothing feels wrong to him in this moment. ]