starter call ➜ @loveheir ( sasuke ) 🌿
Eden fidgets nervously where they sit, still clad in their coffee-stained apron. their hands are clasped tightly in their lap and they're looking down, feeling rather out of place. they know they have no reason to react this way – but it's difficult for them to not. “ are you… sure this is really alright? ” their voice sounding smaller than it usually does, as small as a mouse. “ i mean… i know i paid for you, but i do not wish for you to feel like you've been forced to do this. at least… at least it shouldn't be for a long time; just long enough to convince my parents to let me be. ” the entire time they're speaking, they don't dare look up at him, far too meek – far too afraid for what they might find. Sasuke probably doesn't care about all of this as much as they've twisted themselves into knots over it, yet their mind keeps dancing on the edge of uncertainty.