silentnevaeh:
Nevaeh had been really trying to speak a little more lately. It was something completely hard for her, it drained her in every way and it gave her quite a lot of anxiety, but she had to try. Every time that she got a least a couple of words out of her mouth she felt quite proud of herself. The brunette was currently sitting in the rec room reading. Nevaeh looked up when she felt that someone had sat at the other end of the sofa. She thought about it for a second, had to breath a couple of times but finally decided to talk. âHi.â She said in a soft voice. âIâm Nevaeh.âÂ
He looked at her and his eyebrows rose just slightly. âUm...Iâm Liam,â he offered back. It had been a long time since he had attempted to make a friend or reached out to someone, so this felt foreign and yet held a glimmer or deja vu. A tiny smile graced his lips and he looked away again, picking at his nailbeds. âUh, so, what are we suppose to do here, exactly?â









