She smiles again, small and watery, crowding closer into the other girls space when she presses their foreheads together. “Hmm… it can be very loud sometimes, yes…” Noiseless static, most of the time.
“Call me that more, maybe? I like that…” has she ever been anyone’s sweetheart? Maybe before the Red Room, but those memories are mostly blurry.
She takes in a slow, deep breath, “You are going to make me cry, stop it.” She murmurs mostly to herself, swiping one hand under each eye.
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Date: 2023-06-10 03:04 pm (UTC)“Call me that more, maybe? I like that…” has she ever been anyone’s sweetheart? Maybe before the Red Room, but those memories are mostly blurry.
She takes in a slow, deep breath, “You are going to make me cry, stop it.” She murmurs mostly to herself, swiping one hand under each eye.