— 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓵𝔂.

There’s a somewhat small, yet forced smile on the girl’s lips. She honestly could not recall the last time she’d experienced the types of emotions they’d both most likely felt the last bit. Without a second though, she’s settling down onto the couch, leaning her head on her —