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Daphne smiled, heartwarmed by Dipper’s assurance. “I know. I know it’s fine not to it’s just…It’s not image I think, I think it’s just…me? Wanting to fill my time with something.“ She stressed, hoping that if she said it aloud she may come up with her own conclusion. “I think it’s just my default. You think? I just feel so old for this game. ‘Finding yourself’ and all. I’m nineteen. But I still feel like I can’t make my own decisions. Oh, no, I’m fine right now…But expect a call from me during finals week if you’re available.”
“Maybe you were trying hard to be someone you really aren’t? Do you geek out with someone who isn’t me or you friends from home? Have you talk them in a while?” Dipper spoke without thinking and didn’t realize why he was saying something like that. “People grow out of things like that and then some people don’t it’s not rare that people grow out of it.I think even at nineteen people are still trying to find out who they are supposed to be.” He nodded his head. “Okay. Finals week, got it.”












