@ShadeStar
(Ahhh, the people are sleeping. Do you not have a phone to provide light?)
(Ahhh, the people are sleeping. Do you not have a phone to provide light?)
"You should rest until morning," He suggested. "I know I'm not him, but we share a mind,"
(Damn I really wish I would've thought of that… The bathroom has a shared door with a bedroom where people are sleeping so I also didn't want to make noise which is… it's own thing…)
Lillian frowned a little as her nails started to dig into her upper arm, "I'm fine. I, I can stay up a while longer."
(Lol, I am the professional at sneaking around in a dark without lights… Don't take that out of context.)
(Also like a private bathroom? Wish I had that.)
"Then at least come sit," he could feel something was off with her. "I'm sorry this is happened,"
(same)
(You don't understand. I live off of a semi-public bathroom that I share with every girl on the floor down the hall. It. Is. Hell.)
Lillian hesitated for a moment before going over to the bed, "It's fine. It's not your fault."
"I would give him back to you right now if I could, but he would be in pain and we don't need that," he sighed and laid down. "I hope I don't make you uncomfortable,"
(Girls are notorious for taking mucho tiempo en la bano so I can imagine that's not desirable. That and privacy is un poco importante.)
"No, no we really don't," Lillian agreed with a nod. She let her fingers curl in and then relax again, "And, and no you don't make me uncomfortable. I just… I just need to adjust to this."
(Si. I've been lucky so far with having no one in there while I do my thing.)
"I understand this must be difficult," He turned onto his side to look at her, "He wants you to know that he loves you and that this will be okay,"
(I guess I'm more comfortable with that than most. Probably because of sports locker-rooms (especially swim) so idk.)
Lillian took a deep breath and let out a little sigh, "Well, I love him too… He heard me say that right?"
(Yeah, also like COVID so I do my thing and then book it.)
"Yes, he can hear you," Bal sighed and opened his hand, palm up and allowed a small fireball to dance and weave around his fingers.
Lillian winced a little at the sight of the flame, but quickly masked her reaction. She couldn't relax, though she made it look like she was, "Good. You only have to play messenger for one side."
He stared at her with his large, black eyes. He was in love with her too but no one ever loved Darren's ugly half. He let the flame die out and his hand touched her's as gently as he could. "We don't want you to get hurt, being here, it's the best thing for you right now. We will not be here long, I promise."
(I'm tired of COVID… it can go away now)
(Honestly same.)
Lillian took another deep breath and gave Bal a gentle smile. She could push away her discomfort, it wasn't from the demon no. It was from the shitshow currently going on around them, "I, thank you."
"If you aren't going to sleep, we should talk," he pulled his hand away. "Did you know love before Darren?"
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