[ and there it is. normally any other girl would be elated to hear that, and maybe ishmael would feel a lot better about it once she's reached stage 5: acceptance. but right now, with his quiet answer and his back turned on her as he finishes cleaning up, ishmael thinks that he's also mulling deeply about this. he's just a lot more normal about it about it compared to her ensuing emotional breakdown the next morning.
she brings up her knees up to her chest, resting her head there as the warmth on her cheeks continues to settle there. really, he could've just lied to her about it and she'll never know. but he's not the type to do that either, so... all she can do is heave out a long sigh. ]
...I see.
[ she'll prod about the popularity thing tomorrow, because she too can be nosy. but this is... a lot of information, and maybe she shouldn't have asked if he's going to answer honestly. but he trusts her now, so...?! ]
Well. Don't let me keep you too long. [ she tries to sound casual about it, albeit in a weak voice, even though internally she's like 🥺🥺🥺 don't go ] Maybe we should just have tea next time.
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she brings up her knees up to her chest, resting her head there as the warmth on her cheeks continues to settle there. really, he could've just lied to her about it and she'll never know. but he's not the type to do that either, so... all she can do is heave out a long sigh. ]
...I see.
[ she'll prod about the popularity thing tomorrow, because she too can be nosy. but this is... a lot of information, and maybe she shouldn't have asked if he's going to answer honestly. but he trusts her now, so...?! ]
Well. Don't let me keep you too long. [ she tries to sound casual about it, albeit in a weak voice, even though internally she's like 🥺🥺🥺 don't go ] Maybe we should just have tea next time.