[She smiles, she swings their arms. It's that brightness of hope, the thought that it is something you can work on. That the things that make you fucked up aren't things you just accept.
That not only someone like her, someone great and kind and open, can improve, but that there's a chance for someone as worthless and unpalatable as him.
Something twists in his chest and his eyes blink rapidly behind his shades. He looks away.]
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That not only someone like her, someone great and kind and open, can improve, but that there's a chance for someone as worthless and unpalatable as him.
Something twists in his chest and his eyes blink rapidly behind his shades. He looks away.]
You'd... want to do that? Together.
[Gotta clarify this.]