Love and WarTristan and Jackie sat on the bench, in the middle of a sparkling white park. The sun shone ever so brightly down on the couple as they had moved close enough to eachother to deliever a deep, passionate kiss.Love and War
Tristan, a male, he looked young, teenager young, with ruffled blonde hair, hazel-brown eyes, a nose so perfect that not even plastic surgery could form a replica of it.
His lips felt so perfect against Jackie’s own rough lips, almost as if he was too good for her. As if Tristan was too perfect for her. Even his perfect nose touched her own, casual nose.
The couple had their eyes closed, they d
