[ because.... because. your life sucks, lars, because of that reason exactly, actually. she huffs and stares at him for a moment, seriously considering just calling ronaldo back and finishing her walk - if lars wants to sulk, then let him freaking sulk - before something in her face seems to crumple and she moves around to try to seat herself next to him instead.
there's space between them, of course - she doesn't want to accidentally insinuate anything again - but she can't deny that she's actually getting a little worried. ]
I wasn't trying to hassle you. I was just kind of, you know. Surprised.
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there's space between them, of course - she doesn't want to accidentally insinuate anything again - but she can't deny that she's actually getting a little worried. ]
I wasn't trying to hassle you. I was just kind of, you know. Surprised.