[ How the hell is she supposed to give you this hot chocolate if you're stepping away from her! she keeps moving forward, hot chocolate outstretched for him to take. ]
Uh-huh. I wanted to make sure you were okay!
[ and judging by the sound of his voice, he is not. ]
[ mabel please!!! he will reach out for the cocoa, at least. it's close enough, though.
she's gonna get hit with just -- so much anger. the violent, furious kind, ugly and miserable, followed just a second later by grief. there's a tiny flicker of appreciation for the gesture, but that's swallowed up pretty quickly by a fresh anger at the reminder of the curse mabel had to buy for herself. christ.
he takes a step back after taking it, immediately, trying to get out of emotional range. ]
...yeah? That's sweet of you. 'm okay, I think. [ are you ]
[ she involuntarily sucks in air at the sudden and intense wave of anger and fury. and the grief--well, she can't feel it, exactly, but she can recognize it's there. it's. wow. this is a lot. this is what Ichiro's been dealing with? no!! she hates this! she doesn't want this for him! and she doesn't want him distancing himself from her just to spare her feelings!
that's why she got this item for herself in the first place--so no one would have to tiptoe around her like this anymore!
there's a brief flare of frustration, and then she flings herself at Ichiro for a hug. "lisa she just gave him a mug full of hot chocolate--" FLINGS! HERSELF! FOR A HUG!!!! ]
No you're not. That's why I'm here!
[ she's gonna fix this by thinking about how much she loves Ichiro and trying to beam all the emotional appreciation she can at him. she also unfurls the blanket under her arm and runs behind him to throw it over his shoulders. consider this reciprocation for last week. ]
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Uh-huh. I wanted to make sure you were okay!
[ and judging by the sound of his voice, he is not. ]
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she's gonna get hit with just -- so much anger. the violent, furious kind, ugly and miserable, followed just a second later by grief. there's a tiny flicker of appreciation for the gesture, but that's swallowed up pretty quickly by a fresh anger at the reminder of the curse mabel had to buy for herself. christ.
he takes a step back after taking it, immediately, trying to get out of emotional range. ]
...yeah? That's sweet of you. 'm okay, I think. [ are you ]
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that's why she got this item for herself in the first place--so no one would have to tiptoe around her like this anymore!
there's a brief flare of frustration, and then she flings herself at Ichiro for a hug. "lisa she just gave him a mug full of hot chocolate--" FLINGS! HERSELF! FOR A HUG!!!! ]
No you're not. That's why I'm here!
[ she's gonna fix this by thinking about how much she loves Ichiro and trying to beam all the emotional appreciation she can at him. she also unfurls the blanket under her arm and runs behind him to throw it over his shoulders. consider this reciprocation for last week. ]