It's not until Abby asks that Clarisse realizes what her face must look like. For better or worse, she's never really been able to hide how she's feeling, because everything shows up right on her stupid face no matter how hard she tries, and this whole conversation must have been no exception.
"Yes, Abs." She even smiles, a little. Not fake, just a little too fragile to be considered enthusiastic. "We're cool."
She cracks a tiny grin at the nickname, stretches her arms up over her head.
"Hey," suddenly, "Let's go somewhere." Fun, that is. Something that isn't sitting around here, thinking about Ellie's secret baby, cuz Abby can already tell she's going to dedicate way too much time and energy to that and she doesn't wanna, ugh. "We could... grab food out of the kitchens and go out to Sundermount, or something."
Clarisse's fragile smile turns into something more genuine, and she gets to her feet, eager. Getting out of the Gallows has never seemed like a better idea, and she and Abby are long overdue for a hangout where they actually get to do something cool.
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... Easy. She lets out a big breath.
Because Clarisse's expression is a little hard to read right now, she adds, "We cool?"
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"Yes, Abs." She even smiles, a little. Not fake, just a little too fragile to be considered enthusiastic. "We're cool."
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"Hey," suddenly, "Let's go somewhere." Fun, that is. Something that isn't sitting around here, thinking about Ellie's secret baby, cuz Abby can already tell she's going to dedicate way too much time and energy to that and she doesn't wanna, ugh. "We could... grab food out of the kitchens and go out to Sundermount, or something."
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Clarisse's fragile smile turns into something more genuine, and she gets to her feet, eager. Getting out of the Gallows has never seemed like a better idea, and she and Abby are long overdue for a hangout where they actually get to do something cool.
"Let's do it."