(she receives the gentle tuck of hair behind her ear with another uncertain smile, teeth closing gently around the inside of her cheek, pressing down. all she needs is for the interaction to be over now, if only so she doesn't do something stupid like tear up in front of him. how embarrassing would that be. he's oddly beautiful to her, standing in the light. his gaze is warm, and caring. if she had to have a last memory of him, she's glad it's like this.)
I'll try.
(... to get into trouble, or to take care of herself? might be a bit of both. her little joke.
abby shoves her hands into her pockets, and leaves before he can catch her expression crumbling at the edges.)
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I'll try.
(... to get into trouble, or to take care of herself? might be a bit of both. her little joke.
abby shoves her hands into her pockets, and leaves before he can catch her expression crumbling at the edges.)