Peyton Stafford

Peyton Stafford is a pretty (handsome), kind, funny, witty, and overall wonderful boy. He smells how you would think the moon would smell, and all you can feel is anticipation around him like the moon. You never know what he's going to do next, if you tell him you love him he could say anything, "I know," "Okay," "I love you," or even run away. It's cute. He's cute. Everything he does is cute. He's like a star at dusk, a midnight moon, white blossoms on clouded nights; no matter how dark things are, and get, he brings light, comfort, and the good out of it. His eyes are a mixture of everything, and you find yourself lost in them. Light eyes; dark thick lashes. He has a soft gaze that makes you feel tingly everywhere. His laugh is like honey nectar, sweet, sappy, and warm. His face is tainted with faint flecks of freckles. He's like a big teddy bear. He is kind of a tsundere, but even though you can tell that he loves you by the little acts he does. He'll run away from you and then wait for you to catch up, then again and again. If he catches you off guard he will tickle-attack you. He gets protective over you secretly, but it shines through sometimes.