Alex Avaldsnes
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Oniwyln was stretching, prepping for dance, smiling to herself, thinking of the other night with Ezra. She was lacing up her Ballet flats when she lightly searched for him. 'I want Oniwyln' and then he went quiet. 'Ezra?' she asked softly, when he didnt answer she probed a bit further, sensing him in his room... he was with someone else. she only caught a glimpse of his thoughts before they faded, but she looked worried. she kicked off her shoes, and slipped on her regular shoes...(more)

Oniwyln was stretching, prepping for dance, smiling to herself, thinking of the other night with Ezra. She was lacing up her Ballet flats when she lightly searched for him. 'I want Oniwyln' and then he went quiet. 'Ezra?' she asked softly, when he didnt answer she probed a bit further, sensing him in his room... he was with someone else. she only caught a glimpse of his thoughts before they faded, but she looked worried. she kicked off her shoes, and slipped on her regular shoes...(more)