@ShadeStar
"You are; but to me, you are not. Just as i am one of them," She gestures to Lloyd. Because why not.
"You are; but to me, you are not. Just as i am one of them," She gestures to Lloyd. Because why not.
(Lloyd: Wot I thought I wasn't in this scene oH FRICK I WASN'T PREPARED FOR THIS)
"To me you are all the–"
Lillian lowered her voice and shouted, "Maruca!"
She returned to her Maria voice, "Si, ya vengo, Papa!"
"Maruca?" Darren quirked an eyebrow.
"His pet name for me," Lillian shrugged.
"I like him! He will like me!"
"No. He is like Bernardo: afraid," Lillian laughed remembering her ridiculous voice from early, "Imagine being afraid of you!"
"you see?"
"I see you," Lillian traced his cheek with her hand.
"See only me."
Sings tonight
(Yep, where are we picking back up?)
MARIA [returning]
I cannot stay. Go quickly!
"I am not afraid!"
(No idea lol)
Lloyd watched the scene, biting his lip to try and ignore the splitting migraine. It felt as though knives were constantly tearing through his brain, and needles pricking at his eyes.
Lillian ran back to Darren, "I cannot stay go quickly!"
(Now I have all five fingers, and the knife goes CHOP CHOP CHOP)
"I'm not afraid."
(ʘᗩʘ’)
"They are strict with me," Lillian's voice was sorrowful. She used her real parents as examples, "Please."
(Stahp.)
Darren complied, "Goodnight." He resited before kissing her on the forehead.
(I had a migraine once. Then I threw up. That was fuuuuun)
Lillian said, "Buenos noches."
(Migraine's aren't fun)
Darren turned around, "I love you!"
ლ(ಥ Д ಥ )ლ
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