꧁ 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮

you’re not a bad guy , cassandra .. you just never got a choice. i want to spend time with you. every waking moment i can’t help but think about YOU ..! we don’t have to be bad or good , we could just be us.

( sitting up , meeting her eyes ) i know you well enough to know you aren't a bad person , cass. i .. i 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 to know more about you! i want to spend my days learning more about you.

cassandra .. you are the prettiest thing i have seen in this hellscape , whether that be your face , your smile , or who you are in general. you're a good person forced into doing a bad thing , don't blame yourself for that. ( she reaches out for cassandra's hand .. )

.. okay. i mean — i guess that’s fair. i’ll care regardless if you want me to or not , though.

i suppose you are. but , cassandra , i care for you .. a lot. it's my job to worry , y'know? it's what .. friends do.

( (/ε＼*) ) hmm? oh — i um .. i just worry about you. i'm not upset , i promise.

( she's never had much of a poker face , her saddened expression is painfully obvious. ) okay ..

( laying in bed , she turns to face cassandra. ) i'll make sure you get what you want , even if it's the last thing i do. i promise.

( despite the room feeling cold and eerie , she felt as if she were right at home. sitting on the bed helped her loosen and feel the exhaustion Cassandra was talking about. ) ... thank you. you help more than you know.

( scanning the room ... it's dark , cold , even. the walls emit a stale blue hue. ) your ... your room? we won't — 𝘪 won't get caught?

( watching her hand. this is fine. this is fine. gulp ... ) you're right. i need to speak with her. i need to make sure she's even strong enough for this. we'll be in hiding for god knows how long afterward. it's pointless if she doesn't make it out ... alive.

( she had been so distracted , that she completely forgot about the rescue mission. ) oh .. oh yes. it slipped my mind. i'm — i'm not entirely sure. i don't know how we're going to do this ... i feel it's a 50/50 chance it'll even work.

( beet red in the face , trying not to stutter. ) i slept … sometime yesterday. i can’t exactly remember for how long. — saving her?

( stares. ) i'd love to see you ... out of your uniform. wait. no - no. no. not like that ... i didn't - you know i didn't mean what - you know ... i didn't mean to ... Yeah.

why are you wearing a dress then?

( blush. oh wait. ) n .. nothing. nothing. you just … dress really nicely , and um. yeah.

( smirking ever so slightly ) oh … no reason. thank you for the help , i knew you had an eye for this stuff.

help me pick a dress , yeah? ( twirling around and individually showing off each dress … in a totally realistic these-aren’t-from-pinterest way )