omg i cant draw like them or you.....i draw su.ckishly

Hehe,
well, okay.
I responded on your pic, so you can just respond here.

(Hey Cam)
Carlos smiled slightly. "One lucky guy.. and he just throws it away.." slightly clenches his fist again.

"Trust me, your wonderful. I can relate to you in so many ways.. it's kinda like I know you. So trust me, he'd know he's lucky, if he'd paid attention to you" he says calmly.

"H-Hey.." he said, turning to to her. "Don't worry.. alot of people lie these days.. as much as he hurt you, you shouldn't let it overwhelm you. Sure, the first few days are tough, but you'll get over it. I would know from experience.. ".

"Also, one promise i can keep, is that there is someone out there that know your story, and loves you, just the way you are. That person won't break your heart, nor will he make he promises he can't keep. He'd dedicate his life to you, trust me, s-some day, you will find that person" he said, a sincerity in his eyes.

Carlos sighs, afraid if he hugs her, she'll reject him. "A-Atleast you h-haven't gone through my l-life.. b-be happy your a-alive.. and a-atleast a few people c-care how you f-f-feel.." he stutters, actually tearing up. What he said was actually true, he's seen people trying to comfort her at times, his solitary life left him alone, meaning no one there to console him, no one there to help him, no one to care about him..

we.., he hasnt talked to someone in forever, especially to someone he likes. How can he NOT be sweet? <:3

Carlos averted his eyes, he didn't want to look like perv right now. He just remained silent as she stood, taking it that she's going to leave. Once again, his shyness overwhelmed him, and he couldn't mutter a word. So, he just sat there, tears in his eyes as memory after memory of the slaughter replayed in his mind. After awhile he got shakey, and he began to breath quicker. The memories kept coming, making him loose himself in the sanity of his mind. Suddenly, he felt lonely again, and he looked up at her. He had wiped his tears, and tried to stay as still as possible. "D-Do y-y-you h-have t-t-to go r-right n-now?" he asked, believing that she was about to leave.

Carlos stood up, and nodded silently, seeing how his voice didn't seem to work at the moment.

He couldn't help but notice her gaze, and decided to do the same. She looked so sweet, yet the scars he saw from before, he bet it was from being abused. Yes, he noticed that, like he noticed every other thing about her. He eyes seemed innocent and pure, a beautiful rosy pink. The way her hair was styled made it look silky and shiny under the sky. Her scarf huddled close to her neck made her look protected and safe, yet vulnerable. All these little things about her that he saw, he just couldn't think straight. His eyes seemed to dull when he thought about how much she loved that other guy, that one lucky other guy. Sure, his crystalline eyes were nothing compared to his. His personality nothing compared to his. He was the shyest person alive he thought, his gaze turning to the floor. He's not the guy she loves, which made him doubt himself in so many ways. Though, he didn't want to change for her, he wanted to stay himself, and if she didn't like it, then what can he do? 'Hopefully friends..' he thought, shoving his hands into his pockets shyly. "W-we sh-should start on that walk, I n-need to take a few th-things off m-my mind as w-well" he stuttered, almost in a whisper.

Carlos began walking, shyly looking down, his bangs covering his eyes. So many things wrong with him, how could he ever compare to the guy she loved? He hoped, actually, he prayed with all his heart, that he can atleast be friends with the girl, to comfort her when she's crying, giving her advice like he was before. Maybe he'd learn more about her, and maybe she'd get to know him. He thought of many possibilities, like her helping him with anxiety problem, or his nightmares of the incident. In return, he'd give her all the support he can muster, for her, and only her, considering she would be his only friend. He sighed, letting the thought sink in. 'If she //would be// his friend', if she wasn't, then it was back to a solitary life with no-one to talk too. Okay, now he didn't get the point of this walk since it seemed to make him dwell even more on his life. Arceus how he hated it! He had turned in time to see her small, weak, innocent smile. All of his thoughts instantly washed away. Just one smile.. Did all of that.. What would one laugh do..? A hug..? He looked away again, seeing how his chances were probably slim..

Hehe, I tend to get very detailed when story roleplaying.

*internet comment*

Right now, Carlos didn't mind the silence. He was used to it anyways. He decided not to talk to let her clear her mind, give her some space you know? Carlos wasn't big on annoying people on personal matters, so he decided to just leave her alone.

Carlos sighed, and gathered all the strangth he could muster. "How is it like.." he started, turning to her with the most innocent face ever. "To love someone, on a deep level..? I, am not talking about... 'bed love', im talking about the love that con.nects two people that adore eachother, and would care for one another on a level so deep.. so.. pure..?" he asked.

He noticed this, guilt hit him like a brick wall. Why the hell did he ask that, of all things.. "Well, I truly am sorry.. I thought you would know. I've never beenncared for in life, just the one time i saw my sister, and that was it. I thought maybe friends would love eachother, you know, like a friend. I-I'm sorry for mentioning that anyways, it was rude to say at the moment, especially with what you are going through.." he said solemnly. "B-But hey, atleast you have friends right? Th-They care about you right? H-How's that like?" he asked with a slight smile to lighten the mood.

'Now I seem to be acting like a real a-hole.. making a girl cry' he began thinking, noticing her lip. "M-Maybe.." he said, then he averted his gaze to the floor. "M-M-Maybe I-I c-c-can b-be y-your f-f-friend..?" he asked. Good, he's making progress, finally.. he thought to himself. Besides, its not like he had the charms and looks of a Romeo, so he may as well try to be supportive friend first.

His heart melted at that smile. HE made HER smile. That was an accomplishment in his book. "Th-Thank you.." he said sweetly. In his mind, he was scre.aming yes over and over. As much as he wanted too, he was going to be slow. Not to become her boyfriend, he can never acheive that obviously.. but to be a good friend, the best she could ever have. Without thinking, he bowed to her. "Seriously, thank you.." he repeated.

His heartbeat was now heard as she hugged him. Oh Arceus, he was about to explode! "I am the o-one who hasn't had a friend, or well.. anyone to talk to basically all my life" he mentioned. He wondered what she was doing too, since he basically never gave hugs.. so he timidle wrapped his arms around her. "And if you thank me again, then your welcome.." he said softly.

Carlos sighed, he knew what she would probably be thinking. "Hey.." he whispered, loud enough for her to hear. "I may not be Dante, but i kmow well enough you need someone to care about you. I know I do. He obviously isn't doung a good job. I-I'm not trying to make him look bad, let's get that clear first. I am simply stating the truth. If you ever want a h-hug.. my arms are open. When your lonely and need someone to talk too, you can call me. If I'm going to be a friend, then I'm certainly going to act like one" he said, sincerity and promise flowing in his voice..

"Wonder why he would do that, he's missing out on alot" he said witha light chuckle.

Carlos didn't know what to say for once. He knew he couldn't do anything to help that.. so instead, he softly stroked her hair in a calming manner.

Carlos couldn't help himself, so he began to sing in deep voice..
"When you try your best but you don't succeed...
When you get what you want but not what you need..
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep..
Stuck in reverse..
When the tears come stre.aming down your face..
When you loose something you can't replace..
When you love someone but it goes to waste..
Could it be worse..?

Lights will guide you home..
And ignite your bones..
And i will try.. to fix you"

He smiled slightly, a sad smile. "I'm glad you liked it.." he said, happiness completely gone from voice. His eyes are covered by his bangs, leaving a shadow to cascade on them.

He looked up again, the shadow dissapearing to reveal crystal eyes with tears. "I-I'll be fine.." he responded, wiping the tears from his eyes. "It's just my past, i can't help it.. I shoukdnt dwell on it though, so just forget it" he said, his normal smile returning.

awww... bye-bye.. omo

He smiles, trying to loghten up the mood. He didn't want her to feel sad at all.. "Oh look, stars.. something i'll never be able to make.." he said, pointing at a certain star.

He just watched at the star sadly. "I can't do that, but.. i got inspired, and did my own thing" he said, taking out a star necklace. "Do you want it?" he asked, holding it out to her. "I don't wear jewelry.. so I don't have much use for it..".

"It's yours.." he said with a smile. "I have no-one else to give it to anyways.."