Jul 4, 2013
"Let's leave yer fate ta the numbers..." ((Because I'm trying to hit everyone that comes onto my dash with this. :'D))
5: My muse is now over sensitive and will take anything and everything the wrong way. They will be a bumbling mess of emotions and misunderstandings...
"Wha..."
The young girl tried to, unsuccessfully, suppress the sudden lump pressing against the interior wall of her throat.
"You are hitting everyone, Ninten? But...but I thought...", she strongly swallowed back a burgeoning gush of tears. A burst of emotions, coming from nowhere in particular, actually.
"I thought I held a special place in your periphery. Now seeing you'd simply generalize me with this..."