@MimicryMind guitar snap, narrowly missing his hand.]
Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I'll pay for the guitar strings, I swear.
[Reaches out to grab his hand and pull it to her face, inspecting it closely to make sure he wasn't hurt] I'm sorry, I ruin everything...
@MimicryMind [She gives him a wide eyed look when he pulls back, too startled to really reflect on how /nice/ his lips felt against her skin. Her powers, ever tied to her emotions, flare out before she can stop them. With a sharp twang that fills the room, a couple of the strings on his --
@MimicryMind [She hopes that he thinks that she's just listening intently to his singing, and NOT borderline ogling his handsome face, especially that little smirk that seemed reserved just for her.
It's hard, but she's willing herself to not feel guilt. She had mourned, and still will, --
[Tries her hardest to not lean against him as he begins singing, or resting her head on his shoulder for that matter. But there's a gentle smile on her lips as she listens, her fingertips lightly tapping against her thigh as she focuses her complete attention on him.]
[Settling next to her on the couch, resting my guitar on my leg and winking at her before I start to strum and start to sing the first song I think of] https://t.co/tiQdgg86L8
@MimicryMind I'm not that good at talking, I'm afraid. So I don't know where to begin or what to even tell you. It's just /so much/, you know? But I...I think I'd like to try.
[Clutches her mug just that bit more as she gives him a wry little smile.]
@MimicryMind [It's an offer that's almost too tempting to refuse. He doesn't really know her, and he's not family. Her siblings and parents have already been through so much, they don't need to bear her burdens on top of it.
Not like Landon deserved to deal with them, either. But still...]-