* . . . I guess. . . I just. Push everyone away because I'm scared. Scared of getting attached then having it used against me.

[She presses her cheek against his hand]

* . . . Yeah we can. I'm just. Scared. Everyone just would do anything to push me down.

* . . . Why. Why would you like someone like me?

* . . . I'm not a good person Spamton. I likely never will be. You deserve so much better. . .

[She felt the room spinning around them. Yet he remained still. He was the one that stayed.]

* . . . I love you too but. . . I just. . . You just. . .

[She looks back at him before looking away.]

* Because at the end of the day I'm still a fucked up asshole who's stuck up and treats everyone else as beneath her. Even Tenna sometimes.

[She sighs, squeezing his hands.]

[She went bright purple as she grumbles and looks away.]

* S-Shut! This means nothing. Absolutely nothing!

[She turns away, crossing her arms as she looks up, huffing]

* Yeah I highly fucking doubt you're interested in me though.

* More than a fucking little.

[She was definitely embarrassed. What if she had been caught saying those things to him. What would people say? She already had a bad reputation.]

* . . .

[She laughs nervously as she covers her face more with her hat.]

* . . . Damn I've made this awkward.

[She giggles and leans forward.]

* Very cute~

[She quickly stand back uo and looks away]

* . . . Sorry. We're just coworkers.

* Once again. Cute. You're a cute birdie.

* Cute.

* I swear those other dice are fucking weird, liking Tenna

* I will stab anyone that looks in my drawers

* . . . Don't look in my drawers.

* At all