[ well. it's a good thing she knows a little bit of fr*nch thanks to her seatmate on the bus being a stoic fr*nchman, but meursault would never talk like this... as far as she knows anyway.
it's still surreal, being able to experience romance in this lifetime. expensive roses aside, the poem is what catches her off-guard and leaves her a flushed mess every time she receives his gift. so this is how he feels about her, huh. the fire to his ice...
she's not obligated to get him anything in return, since they are apology gifts. but on the fourth day, wriothesley will receive a simple picture of those two roses in a small vase at her desk, catching some sun from the nearby window. he will also see her wearing the hairpins he gave her, and she seems to be smiling more than usual that day.
all in all, she's very spoiled. maybe she should get jealous more often (no) ]
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it's still surreal, being able to experience romance in this lifetime. expensive roses aside, the poem is what catches her off-guard and leaves her a flushed mess every time she receives his gift. so this is how he feels about her, huh. the fire to his ice...
she's not obligated to get him anything in return, since they are apology gifts. but on the fourth day, wriothesley will receive a simple picture of those two roses in a small vase at her desk, catching some sun from the nearby window. he will also see her wearing the hairpins he gave her, and she seems to be smiling more than usual that day.
all in all, she's very spoiled. maybe she should get jealous more often (no) ]