[ She doesn't understand it. For years she's been trying, trying to do something perfect. Just one thing, so maybe her parents would give her at least a smile. A home-cooked meal she didn't have to make herself. A stupid family vacation instead of business trips. So maybe she could be worth something--so she could finally bury the stuttering, shy little girl who had to be saved from herself.
And yet. In this horrible place, in less than a month. Here's something she's never had before. She gasps in a shuddering breath and finally shuts her eyes, leaning into the touch. ]
I, um. You left the pasta, right? [ A soft, floaty voice. This is so much at once that Riley needs to deflect, just a little. So she can process it. ] I forgot to thank you for it.
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And yet. In this horrible place, in less than a month. Here's something she's never had before. She gasps in a shuddering breath and finally shuts her eyes, leaning into the touch. ]
I, um. You left the pasta, right? [ A soft, floaty voice. This is so much at once that Riley needs to deflect, just a little. So she can process it. ] I forgot to thank you for it.