“that’s not true,” rory dismissed, her tone half-encouraging and half-sheepish in modesty. she knew she was smart, and never outright denied what she knew was likely her biggest strength, but she could get a little bashful even with such a seemingly cursory passing comment. “i just read too much. and maybe have a good memory.” she gave a shrug of her shoulders, her smile brightening a bit with the delivery of the joke. “book smarts — it’s all just remembering the necessary facts and figures and all that. my flashcards deserve way more credit than i actually do.”
@fairolympia sent: ‘well, you are smarter than me.’ / accepting!













