ArtsyDino
He stayed silent, watching watching her from where he sat. He was nervous, but then again, he always was around other people.
He stayed silent, watching watching her from where he sat. He was nervous, but then again, he always was around other people.
Isabella sits on the couch and whimpers, running her hands over her arms.
He frowned, feeling guilty. "Are you alright?"
Isabella nods. "I'm fine"
"Okay, if you say so.." He sighed. He wanted to take off his mask, but not around her.
Isabella sighs.
"..So, what's your thing with the grey crayon?" He asked, not liking the sudden silence they had found themselves in.
Isabella shakes her head slightly. "He just brought me back to life after I was abused to death"
He simply replied with an understanding nod.
Isabella looks back down.
He fiddled with the edge of his jacket for a second before starting to carefully take it off. He was starting to get a bit hot, even though the room wasn't that warm.
Isabella pulls her knees up to her chest.
He set it to the side and looked back up at her. "Do you.. Do you want to talk about it?"
Isabella says nothing but shakes her head.
"Alright.." He sat silent after that. After a little while he started to doze off, exhausted after everything that had happened.
Isabella watches. "Let's get you into a guest bedroom"
He nodded and stood up.
Isabella leads him to the room, passing her dance studio.
He eyed the dance studio curiously, but decided not to question it.
Isabella leads him to the room. "Here…"
"Ah, thank you again." He said, before walking into the room.
Isabella nods and smiles
He walked over to the bed and sat down, hesitantly pulling his mask off and setting it beside him.
Isabella closes the door as she walks out into the hall.
Zero laid down and fell asleep, thinking about everything that had happened that day.
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