I'm worried about you.
Eli sighed heavily as he looked up from the piano he was sitting at to meet Iris’ gaze. “You don’t have to, to worry about me,” he argued, his voice low. He truly believed that. There wasn’t anything that was really bothering him. Nothing that he was really anxious about. Which for him he knew was a pretty big change from the usual order of things for him. Especially considering that he and Iris were performing in just a couple of hours.
“I...I think that, that this is gonna be um...it’s gonna be fun.”

















