@murphysgirl
She kept crying.
She kept crying.
He patted her back
Nyx sobbed for a few minutes, and then realised that she'd gotten mascara and eyeliner all over the front of Vozreal's shirt.
"Oh - oh," she said, sniffing. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I -"
"It's okay… I didn't like this shirt anyways…"
"Are you sure?" She hadn't even realised it, but she'd been gripping said shirt, balling it in her fists; tentatively, she let go.
"Yes, I'm positive."
Nyx sniffed. "I'm sorry, I just…"
"It's okay… really, it's fine!"
"I shouldn't be crying… it was a long time ago…"
"It's okay to cry…" He stated
She closed her eyes. "I should probably go to bed."
"Yeah… me too…" He said, yawning
Nyx reluctantly slipped out of his arms and stood there awkwardly. "Um… thank you."
"For what?"
"For…" She brushed a loose piece of hair out of her face. "Everything, really."
"Oh, no problemo!" He said, blushing
"Um… yeah." Nyx stood there awkwardly for another moment before hurrying off to her room.
He went to bed. It had been a long day.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! She's so cute!! He thought
Meanwhile, Nyx had changed into her nightgown and was sitting at her vanity, brushing out her hair and singing a soft song to herself.
He went to sleep fast
Nyx went to sleep as well.
and then it was noon
Beckett sat in the living room with Peppermint and Ivchenko.
"So, d'you still want to try and find a candy store?" he asked. "It's pretty late, but we might get lucky. Assuming Radiohead doesn't kill us all for heading out, or have some kinda rigged-up door that'll do it for him."
A yawning Nyx, in her nightgown, appeared in the living room, rubbing her eyes. She'd dreamt about Seven and crimson eyes and cake last night.
"Good morning," she said sleepily.
He didn't have anything like that. He was fast asleep still
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