[ She almost doesn't hear him, engrossed in every little stroke of pencil. When she realizes, her head snaps, a streak of dark lead pushing a thin line into the paper. She keeps the shit inaudible—it wasn't her fault she as so absorbed. ]
Uh. [ Like Cloud, Heather prefers to be alone. It's quieter, it's safer, it means she doesn't have to shove her foot in her mouth or ruin a mood. Finally, she gives a nod. ]
Want me to send you some Duos in exchange? [ If only she knew she bothered him, she'd leave; they;ll need their peace. ]
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Uh. [ Like Cloud, Heather prefers to be alone. It's quieter, it's safer, it means she doesn't have to shove her foot in her mouth or ruin a mood. Finally, she gives a nod. ]
Want me to send you some Duos in exchange? [ If only she knew she bothered him, she'd leave; they;ll need their peace. ]