Aurelia
as if you were on fire
from within
from within
Aurelia taps her nail against her glass, smiling coyly as she watches him snatch up the ring. With a slight roll of her shoulders, she shrugs at his perplexion. Before answering, though, she downs the last of her drink.
"That is what it's like to have friends, but that's okay," she states simply, amused. "It's not because you won a single round. A ring like that is worth a better game," she suddenly barks out, but relaxes a little, leaning back in her seat, "consider it a gift."
She peers at him curiously. It's to be expected that he doesn't really know how to accept a friendly gesture. When she was his age, which wasn't too long ago, she might've reacted in the same manner. Human kindness doesn't often lend itself to those who need it most, it would seem.
"That is what it's like to have friends, but that's okay," she states simply, amused. "It's not because you won a single round. A ring like that is worth a better game," she suddenly barks out, but relaxes a little, leaning back in her seat, "consider it a gift."
She peers at him curiously. It's to be expected that he doesn't really know how to accept a friendly gesture. When she was his age, which wasn't too long ago, she might've reacted in the same manner. Human kindness doesn't often lend itself to those who need it most, it would seem.
the moon lives
in the lining of your skin
in the lining of your skin
