“ i seriously want you to throw something right at my face ”
“ Something like what ? I don’t want to hurt you. ” the girl’s tone showed confusion, not knowing how to respond to such a sentence. Why would anyone want that ? She asked herself. If it was a form of speech, she certainly didn’t know what it meant. Guess she really was a FOREIGNER there. [ Or maybe, just maybe, Serah did know what it meant but didn’t want to believe it. Not yet. ] Her relationship with Prompto had been. . . undefined, to say the LEAST. Serah liked joking around with him, teasing him and having fun. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t be nervous, always expecting something MORE.











