Archived talk:Tyler Prada/@comment-26208390-20130817212512

Victorique had ambled right up to Tyler, but didn't seem to utterly notice that he was standing right in her pathway. She walked right into him but paused before the impact of her body against his could edge him back. She stood there with her face pressed into Tyler's chest, brows furrowed.

The blonde carefully sidestepped and looked up at him with cyan optics.