"oh."
& maybe he feels like he’s pushing this
conversation into a direction she doesn’t
want to dive in, but he feels guilty for making
her suddenly look as if she’s caved into herself.
"it’s okay. you don’t have to
if you don’t want to. it’s for
fun. sorry for, uh, bringing it
up.”
( small fingers of INSECURITY
will pry at her heart, but it is the
simple childish pride that causes
her to draw herself up. )
❝ it’s okay.❞
she’ll say this more to herself than to him,
frowning as she speaks – a frown that is
quickly replaced with a bright smile.
❝– can you show me how to?❞