[ She doesn't pull away from her touch, her lip trembling again as she tries to keep herself together still. A part of her wants to cling to her, but she still keeps herself together the best she can. ]
What if... What if it's like at home? What if nothing I do changes it? [ The strange storm patterns that had started when she first arrived had made it impossible for her to not feel like everything had followed her to Deerington. Even if some of that initial guilt has died down, she still has her fears. Ones she'll never shake.
She opens her eyes to look at her finally, forehead creased. ]
I want to be better. I promise I'll try. I just don't know if it'll do any good.
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Date: 2018-12-29 05:27 am (UTC)What if... What if it's like at home? What if nothing I do changes it? [ The strange storm patterns that had started when she first arrived had made it impossible for her to not feel like everything had followed her to Deerington. Even if some of that initial guilt has died down, she still has her fears. Ones she'll never shake.
She opens her eyes to look at her finally, forehead creased. ]
I want to be better. I promise I'll try. I just don't know if it'll do any good.