“Char? It’s early.” Early enough that Samara wasn’t out of bed yet. But seeing Charani enter her room was enough to wake her up instantly. “Is something the matter?” @paledcath

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“Char? It’s early.” Early enough that Samara wasn’t out of bed yet. But seeing Charani enter her room was enough to wake her up instantly. “Is something the matter?” @paledcath
@spiritsandhexes: The brunette blinked as Scarlet leaned away, concern washing over them as they realized they might have been too harsh. Just----- they hated being lied to. And after Nikolai----- Charani uncrossed their arms, reaching out to take the blonde by the shoulder and pull her back. "Scarlet. I am having fun with you. I like being around you. I /wish/ to be around you. There is no where else I wish to be right now." They frowned, turning so Scarlet can look at them. "You are not a burden. Stop thinking things that are not true.”
Scarlet tensed, for a second, at Charani’s touch, if only out of fear that any sort of comfort at this point would make her start crying. And she couldn’t do that to them. Not again. But then the Maximoff spoke and there was no stopping the tears now accumulating in her eyes as the blonde looked up at her best friend. “I feel the same way...” She whispered with a sniffle, stepping closer, easing into their touch. “But I also know that what I’m saying is the truth. Especially now that I have Karina...” She shrugged for a moment, taking the pause to bite the inside of her cheek. You’re better than this, Scar, she told herself. A sharp inhale before she continued. “----- Everyone wants to see me happy again... And I want, that, too, more than anything... To just relax and have fun and be a teenager with all my friends but I can’t. And it’s scary to think that I’ll never be able to again. All these responsibilities... What if I can’t handle it, Char? ”