[ Oh, he's shy. Wednesday, as quiet as she is prone to being most of the time, is bolder in her stance, her gaze eerily unwavering now that he has captured her attention. ]
Oh.
[ If she could blush, this would be the appropriate moment. ]
Yes, actually. I've been told I'm quite strange. [ She lifts a shoulder to shrug, indifferent to the reactions of people outside her family bubble. ]
[ He offers one in return, his smile never wavering. In speaking he is shy, in action he is not. Once the waters are tested, he is upright and eyes on hers. ]
As have I. But to everyone, at least one someone is strange.
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Oh.
[ If she could blush, this would be the appropriate moment. ]
Yes, actually. I've been told I'm quite strange. [ She lifts a shoulder to shrug, indifferent to the reactions of people outside her family bubble. ]
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As have I. But to everyone, at least one someone is strange.