Like she was about to admit to him that she had no plans? Not happening. So she shrugged and started walking again. Walking meant not facing him, which meant she had a few moments to try and gather herself and get her emotions in check.
She just wanted to go home. But at the moment... she wasn't sure where she meant. Sh wanted the comfort of people running from her and the smell of spray paint and rot. But she also wanted a bowl of strawberries while sitting with Ben after class. Ugh!
She forced her face into an expressionless mask as they got the the small cafe where she'd stolen the money for her breakfast. Which hadn't been terrible, even if the preserves were a little too fake tasting. amazing how fast she had gotten spoiled. Gotten soft. "There. Food. Less greasy than corn dogs."
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Wow my typo last post, lol.
Date: 2019-06-19 03:35 am (UTC)She just wanted to go home. But at the moment... she wasn't sure where she meant. Sh wanted the comfort of people running from her and the smell of spray paint and rot. But she also wanted a bowl of strawberries while sitting with Ben after class. Ugh!
She forced her face into an expressionless mask as they got the the small cafe where she'd stolen the money for her breakfast. Which hadn't been terrible, even if the preserves were a little too fake tasting. amazing how fast she had gotten spoiled. Gotten soft. "There. Food. Less greasy than corn dogs."