π£ Oh, yeah, I'm fine. It's... nothing. More embarrassing than anything, really.
( Ballade gazes away, nervous smile lowering into a frown. He narrows his eyes, frustrated at himself. He wants to tell her, but can't find the right words. )
What kinda coward ends up scared of the /stars,/ anyway...?
( Ballade gazes away, nervous smile lowering into a frown. He narrows his eyes, frustrated at himself. He wants to tell her, but can't find the right words. )
What kinda coward ends up scared of the /stars,/ anyway...?
[ the awkwardness of the situation would
Turn once again into concern, after that
Laughter. That was not the laughter of
A "brush it under the rug". ]
Balladβ, be honest witβ me. βs everythinβ
okay?
[ her eyes were directly staring at his. All
In concern. ]
Turn once again into concern, after that
Laughter. That was not the laughter of
A "brush it under the rug". ]
Balladβ, be honest witβ me. βs everythinβ
okay?
[ her eyes were directly staring at his. All
In concern. ]
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