[ After he walks inside, she's awkwardly standing there for a hot second as she tries to remember what to actually do. There's a guy in her room now, and while that shouldn't really be a surprise, she blanks on what to do next. As if the realization of it all has finally settled in.
She recovers quickly and softly laughs to herself at how he bought all the flavors. And, of course, a touch of guilt. She really should've specified what flavors she likes so he didn't have to go to all that trouble. Though is it really so bad if he seemingly doesn't mind? ]
I do feel better. Some lingering aftereffects, but I can handle it.
[ As she speaks, she pulls a small table out from her closet. It was perhaps a kids table once upon a time, but now it's the perfect thing to set down between the side of her bed and the TV. Since she has no sofa, that's the only place it can really go. ]
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She recovers quickly and softly laughs to herself at how he bought all the flavors. And, of course, a touch of guilt. She really should've specified what flavors she likes so he didn't have to go to all that trouble. Though is it really so bad if he seemingly doesn't mind? ]
I do feel better. Some lingering aftereffects, but I can handle it.
[ As she speaks, she pulls a small table out from her closet. It was perhaps a kids table once upon a time, but now it's the perfect thing to set down between the side of her bed and the TV. Since she has no sofa, that's the only place it can really go. ]
You can set that here.