Nessie | She/They | 18+
I don't know about singing in front of crowds. . .
I don't know about singing in front of crowds. . .
She would wince at the grab at her arm. A bit of pain at her wrist. . .
Tears began rolling down her face.
" I can't. . . Even if it wasn't me, how can you call me your friend? "
She tries to grasp again, this time her arm.
"...That time...I don't think it was you...what kind of friend am I if I just let you go alone...?"
She would tug her hand away, afraid.
She would wince at the grab at her arm. A bit of pain at her wrist. . .
Tears began rolling down her face.
" I can't. . . Even if it wasn't me, how can you call me your friend? "
She would tug her hand away, afraid.
She reached out and grabbed her hand.
Despite what happened, even with the times they quarrel, the pinkette still cares about her.
"Hey...Hey...no don't...don't say that..."
She would tug at her sleeves, clearly on the verge of breaking down.
" I. . . I'm horrible—! "
She would tug her hand away, afraid.
She would tug at her sleeves, clearly on the verge of breaking down.
" I. . . I'm horrible—! "
"Huh...? Where are you going...?"
I see. "
She started to look. . . terrified. Looking over to Natsuki, trembling. She can't believe she could have done that to her. To her friends.
Yuri stood up.
" I should. . . go. "
She would tug at her sleeves, clearly on the verge of breaking down.
" I. . . I'm horrible—! "
I see. "
She started to look. . . terrified. Looking over to Natsuki, trembling. She can't believe she could have done that to her. To her friends.
Yuri stood up.
" I should. . . go. "
Now her figure was shaking badly. It was that obvious. That explains her hesitation towards the purplette...
I see. "
She started to look. . . terrified. Looking over to Natsuki, trembling. She can't believe she could have done that to her. To her friends.
Yuri stood up.
" I should. . . go. "
That just confirmed it for her. Yuri began to shake herself. . . It was real, wasn't it? She hurt her friends.
" I've been having nightmares. Where I tried to. . . I would. . .
Natsuki. Please tell me, I didn't hurt anyone. "
"You...we...I don't know what it was...but you weren't yourself..."
Natsuki was having trouble finding the words to say. Just how bad was it?
Though. . . it seemed like she had a faint idea of what she was talking about.
" What happened, Natsuki? "
That just confirmed it for her. Yuri began to shake herself. . . It was real, wasn't it? She hurt her friends.
" I've been having nightmares. Where I tried to. . . I would. . .
Natsuki. Please tell me, I didn't hurt anyone. "
Though. . . it seemed like she had a faint idea of what she was talking about.
" What happened, Natsuki? "
She let out a small murmur. Was Natsuki always this timid? She's usually more brash and fiery.
"Do you...not remember anything at all?"
She looked a bit more. . . worried.
" /Was/ I punched in the face? "
Though. . . it seemed like she had a faint idea of what she was talking about.
" What happened, Natsuki? "
She looked a bit more. . . worried.
" /Was/ I punched in the face? "
"....."
Subtle hints of shivering could be seen from her.
Yuri just let out a chuckle as she looked over.
She looked a bit more. . . worried.
" /Was/ I punched in the face? "
Yuri just let out a chuckle as she looked over.
The question felt vague, what was the pinkette even trying to convey here?
"No it...it doesn't..."
She's completely abandoned drinking her mug, just stirring endlessly with her spoon to distract herself.
Sometimes, but not normally. "
Yuri took a sip from her coffee, raising a brow to her question.
" Does yours? "
Yuri just let out a chuckle as she looked over.
Sometimes, but not normally. "
Yuri took a sip from her coffee, raising a brow to her question.
" Does yours? "
"Does...your face...hurt?"
Even now, she avoids directly facing Yuri.
Yuri began to cross her arms, looking toward the pinkette.
" I don't want you to be uncomfortable if I'm here, or at all. "
Sometimes, but not normally. "
Yuri took a sip from her coffee, raising a brow to her question.
" Does yours? "
" Girls can't love girls, right? "
" Girls can't love girls, right? "
A nod.
"...Just a few more minutes, okay?.."
A nod.
Yuri began to cross her arms, looking toward the pinkette.
" I don't want you to be uncomfortable if I'm here, or at all. "
She wasn't even drinking her mug anymore.
"....."
Her gaze shifted away from her. Perhaps that defense is completely broken now.
"What...do you want me to say...?"
A sigh.
" So it's either me, or you have a problem you need to get off your chest. "
Yuri began to cross her arms, looking toward the pinkette.
" I don't want you to be uncomfortable if I'm here, or at all. "
She was just going to be here for a while longer..
Yuri just nodded, staring to the other.
A sigh.
" So it's either me, or you have a problem you need to get off your chest. "
It was like her defense was cracking but she continues to hold it up. It only makes one wonder what it really is.
She saw right through that. . . For someone bad with social cues, she was surprisingly sharp.
A quick sip of her coffee.
A sigh.
" So it's either me, or you have a problem you need to get off your chest. "
Yuri just nodded, staring to the other.
"You're right!....I'd gladly listen whenever you're ready!.."
A grin.
Yuri just nodded, staring to the other.
She saw right through that. . . For someone bad with social cues, she was surprisingly sharp.
A quick sip of her coffee.
As so she says yet that odd air is lingering around the short pinkette.
"I-It's surprisingly cold. The hot drink helps in a way....ehehe...he..."
She is wearing thick layered clothing, but is that really the true reason?
I was so worried all this time. "
There's a rare smile on Yuri's face. A wide grin, even!
" But. . . I have to ask. What has you so shaken up? "
She saw right through that. . . For someone bad with social cues, she was surprisingly sharp.
A quick sip of her coffee.
A grin.
Sayori stares up at the purplette, already feeling way better than she'd felt before.
And if you'd like. . . I could tell you my own faults. "
She's running her hands through her hair.
A grin.
And if you'd like. . . I could tell you my own faults. "
She's running her hands through her hair.
....Sayori turns her gaze to look at Yuri.
"Once I'm ready, I'll tell you..."
The girl would let out a laugh.
" You know. . . you can tell me what's wrong when you're ready. "
And if you'd like. . . I could tell you my own faults. "
She's running her hands through her hair.
I was so worried all this time. "
There's a rare smile on Yuri's face. A wide grin, even!
" But. . . I have to ask. What has you so shaken up? "
Yeah no, the pinkette usually doesn't get shaken up like this, yet here she is. Even more shy than Yuri ever was.
"D-don't worry about it okay? I don't hate you at all...ahaha..."
Have I read the situation wrong? "
Yuri would place her hands over her chest, worried.
I was so worried all this time. "
There's a rare smile on Yuri's face. A wide grin, even!
" But. . . I have to ask. What has you so shaken up? "