Baelfire SHUFFLED up to Spock, nerves C O U R S I N G through the kid’s veins. He was so nervous that it was unlike anything he had EVER felt before. He wanted to do this. No, he HAD to do this. If he wanted Flynn and him to actually have a shot at ANYTHING in the future.. It would have to be done.
Once he stopped in front of the MUCH taller person, Baelfire pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, avoiding eye contact as he began to read:
I wanted to say that I really like Flynn and I know that you don’t like us together. I know that we aren’t the most logical pair to you, and it’s really okay. However, I don’t understand why. I don’t understand why you don’t like me for Flynn and I don’t understand why I’m illogical for Flynn when I’m just myself.. And I know I don’t come from a background of high class like Flynn does. In fact, I was raised on the wrong side of the galaxy under a bar stool until Dad and Papa came along, but I know that if I deserve ANYTHING in this world... It’s Flynn. But I can’t be with him fully because there is something holding me back from being his completely and that’s you. So, what I’m trying to ask is.. Why don’t you like me? Why don’t you like me with Flynn...? How can I change your mind so that Flynn and I truly can be together because we are happy and you approve of us...?
When the boy was done, trembling hands CLUTCHED the paper in his hands before he looked up with bright, fearful eyes.
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