when you're the best of friends

[Bellamy Talbot]

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Bellamy had what he believed was a perfect day planned! The weather was beautiful, and he had just finished work so wished to take advantage of the remainder of the sunny day! And he could not imagine spending such a perfect day, without his best friend: Rose Fletcher. Even if she did not yet know he intended to make her spend it with him. He had everything prepared in his rowboat. He had also found the perfect little clearing right next to the lake where they could sit and enjoy the prepared picnic basket. Yes! It would indeed be the most wonderful day. Such moods were not a rarity for Bellamy. His zeal and enjoyment for life often had him elated. And he was surrounded by people he loved . . . a support that did not make him lament his father or anyone else. He felt . . . happy. And he learned through experience conversing with others, that happiness was not an emotion easily found. Or maintained.
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Arriving at Rose's home, Bellamy smiled . . . or at least his smile grew. She did not yet see him for her back was faced to him so he decided to have a little fun with it. Quietly approaching her, he sneaked up from behind and quickly reached his arms over so that his hands covered her eyes. "Guess who?" He asked playfully. "And should you not guess correctly, I will have you know that I shall take great offense," he added on with continued teasing. Hopefully she was not working on anything that required a needle . . . otherwise she may accidentally jab herself, or him in defense of potentially being startled.
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[Rose Fletcher]

source tagged Bellamy Talbot words 622 notes THEY'RE SO HAPPY AND INNOCENT!

It felt like such a pity to spend such a beautiful day cooped up inside the house. Yet that was how she had been destined to spend the day, working on a small pile of clothes that had seen better days. It was dull and repetitive work, but brought in a meagre income that made life a little more comfortable. Only when her fingers had started to hurt from the continual stitching had she decided to break from her work. Her mother would surely be home soon from working in the shop, and she had to make a start on tidying up the house before she returned- or she would hear no end of complaints, about how she treated the family home as though it were a pigsty. Rose cleared off the table, folding the garments and tucking them safely out of the way. Humming to herself as she went through the motions, and considered walking to meet her mother on her way home from work. It was a good day for a stroll and possibly the only opportunity she would get to appreciate the good weather. She gasped when someone placed their hands over her eyes. Her initial reaction was to jab them in the ribs with her elbow, but she stopped herself when they spoke, revealing their identity. "You think I wouldn't recognize your voice?" she asked, reaching up to pull his hands away. Rose turned to look at him and couldn't keep from smiling as she did "what are you doing here? Besides giving me a fright" she hadn't been expecting him, but wasn't displeased by his arrival. Bellamy was the only unexpected guest that she ever truly hoped for on a day like today, when she was looking for any excuse to take some time away from work. She guessed that whatever his reason for dropping by unannounced, it would make her day infinitely better.

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[Bellamy Talbot]

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a lie

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laurence

Bellamy brightly smiled at her reaction, a small chuckle of amusement escaping his lips as she questioned whether he truly believed she would not recognize his voice. "I will have to make better attempt in the future to mask it," he said playfully. If only to add to his ability to genuinely surprise her. Though, her gasp had been indicative enough, as were her next words. "I thought to see how you intend to spend the remainder of your day," he began to tell her, offering honest explanation.
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"For if you are not otherwise engaged, I have something planned for us." He purposely remained ambiguous about it, but the excited gleam in his eyes and continued smile upon his lips suggested that it was something that he believed she would enjoy. Something that they could both enjoy. Truth be told, they could both be doing the most mundane and tedious task . . . and Bellamy would still find it enjoyable, for he was in her presence. In her company. So long as that remained, Bellamy would never find anything too dull. But today, was a day to give her rest and simply enjoy the weather, wonderful company, and escape from their chores and work if only for a few hours. "What do you say Miss Fletcher?" He asked teasingly, eagerness in his tone of voice.
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[Rose Fletcher]

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"Ah, and there's your first mistake sir!" she lightly tapped his arm with a palm, as if to reprimand him for his actions. "Forewarning me of your plans to frighten me again, a wicked friend you are!" now she would be prepared for any such attack. Though it seemed that he had in fact, come to rescue her. Pondering his question, she couldn't find strength to hold back her smile, wondering what plans he withheld. "What plans?" she pried, asking despite knowing it unlikely he'd give up the answer. The expression on his face told her that she wouldn't want to miss out on whatever it was, would he go without her even if she denied him? Well, he wouldn't have to.  "Let's go, before my mother arrives and makes both of us stay!" taking his hand, she led him from the house, looking up the road as if expecting to see her mother arriving home from work. "Are you going to tell me where we're going? Or would you rather I try to guess?"

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