After Erik helped Isabelle work on one song from the opera, she walked to Erik who had his head held down and who was still sitting at his organ.
“I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable. I was asking because I wanted to know if YOU were comfortable with this all, not because I didn’t want to if u know what I mean. Not that I want to kiss you, but, it’s not like I- you know what I mean!” She looked away.
“Please don’t think I’m weird, I wasn’t trying to be creepy! I wasn’t asking to be kissed, I was just, stating how were we going to practice the whole thing!”
Erik looked up and his attention was soon drawn to Isabelle circling the space they were in, talking as if to herself, defending herself. Erik had to have laughed a little, seeing a girl talking to Erik as if he were her therapist. Is this how all girls are? Erik probably thought.
”I get it, I get it,” he was totally thinking that. “I’d.. be fine with that if you are, I guess.”
