12-23-2019, 10:35 PM
Valerian had offered to show her the recipe book at his house.
As they walked, Rin couldn't stifle the part of her that insisted that this wasn't right, that she shouldn't drag him away from his fun just because she needed a distraction. The rest of her won out, however- the insistence that she couldn't isolate herself right now, with the past bearing down on her, was louder than any sense of selflessness she might have felt. Lemy had been right on the money that day: she really was-
"-a selfish, spoiled brat."
Rin nearly jumped out of her skin as the voice rang out behind her, turning her head to stare behind her. No one was there. Of course no one was there. That was the problem. Exhaling harshly, she returned her gaze to the path ahead- to Valerian, leading her towards his home. They would bake cookies, and the past would not catch her today. That was what she had to focus on.
As they approached the house, Rin looked over at Valerian, and internally evaluated the situation. Once she got a hold of the recipe, would she be fine baking on her own? She didn't think there was any risk of causing a fire, and she'd clean up once she was done- damaging his house wasn't the problem. If she focused solely on the cookies, then surely she'd be fine until the cookies were gone. Valerian could go back to stargazing with the others, and everything would be fine. She didn't have to be a burden on him.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Rin took a deep breath. "They were good snickerdoodles," she uttered, twitching her ears. "Everything just tasted right." Focus on the snickerdoodles. Stay alive.
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As they walked, Rin couldn't stifle the part of her that insisted that this wasn't right, that she shouldn't drag him away from his fun just because she needed a distraction. The rest of her won out, however- the insistence that she couldn't isolate herself right now, with the past bearing down on her, was louder than any sense of selflessness she might have felt. Lemy had been right on the money that day: she really was-
"-a selfish, spoiled brat."
Rin nearly jumped out of her skin as the voice rang out behind her, turning her head to stare behind her. No one was there. Of course no one was there. That was the problem. Exhaling harshly, she returned her gaze to the path ahead- to Valerian, leading her towards his home. They would bake cookies, and the past would not catch her today. That was what she had to focus on.
As they approached the house, Rin looked over at Valerian, and internally evaluated the situation. Once she got a hold of the recipe, would she be fine baking on her own? She didn't think there was any risk of causing a fire, and she'd clean up once she was done- damaging his house wasn't the problem. If she focused solely on the cookies, then surely she'd be fine until the cookies were gone. Valerian could go back to stargazing with the others, and everything would be fine. She didn't have to be a burden on him.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Rin took a deep breath. "They were good snickerdoodles," she uttered, twitching her ears. "Everything just tasted right." Focus on the snickerdoodles. Stay alive.
[member=2129]HALO MERCER[/member]
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