[she's never been really good at sweet talk, and making things sound easier, sugarcoating them. so she usually just doesn't. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. she wishes she was a little bit better at bolstering, but this is what she can do, so - she just squeezes his hands.]
What I can tell you is I'm here. Whenever you need me.
[ it's more bolstering than she thinks. it's really what he knew but didn't have the ability to put together; that this place really is just like chuuoku. that these sort of fights are never fair.
finally, he looks up at beau from where he's still sitting, stop-and-go eyes dark, brow furrowed, but determined. he's calmer, at least, that righteous, uncontrolled anger fine tuning itself into what motivates him to keep getting up on that fucking stage at home. ]
Yeah. [ he nods to that. whenever you need me. appreciative of it, maybe more than beau really knows. yeah, yeah. ] Me too - you too. 's what... what friends are for.
[ ... it's nice. to have friends. it's been a long time. ]
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[she's never been really good at sweet talk, and making things sound easier, sugarcoating them. so she usually just doesn't. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. she wishes she was a little bit better at bolstering, but this is what she can do, so - she just squeezes his hands.]
What I can tell you is I'm here. Whenever you need me.
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finally, he looks up at beau from where he's still sitting, stop-and-go eyes dark, brow furrowed, but determined. he's calmer, at least, that righteous, uncontrolled anger fine tuning itself into what motivates him to keep getting up on that fucking stage at home. ]
Yeah. [ he nods to that. whenever you need me. appreciative of it, maybe more than beau really knows. yeah, yeah. ] Me too - you too. 's what... what friends are for.
[ ... it's nice. to have friends. it's been a long time. ]
Let's fuck this place and its stupid rules up.