OOCI really hope this is alright and not too scatterbrained. I need to stop typing so late at night. (I actually write stuff n a notebook and then transfer it over, so yeah...) Though she’d never admit it out loud, Sera thought Yousef was really cute. She couldn’t help but smile at him as he spoke. “Eyktol?” She repeated, mostly just to speak the word out loud, but also to try and remember it. When he mentioned feeling uncomfortable, the girl slipped backwards. Luckily, she steadied herself before actually hitting the ice, but not without a bit of strain on her back. The girl winced inwardly, then looked at Yousef with a sheepish smile. But, it didn’t last long. “So, wait… you feel uninvited here?” She asked, her eyes darkening to shades of blue. Sera looked away from Yousef and tried to focus on a few smaller kids skating on the ice. Even though she tried to hide it, to anyone, it would be obvious that she was saddened by his comments. Avanthal was her home. And even though sometimes the place got on her nerves, as well as the people, she always thought that her people were kind and welcoming to outsiders. Not once had anyone ever said they weren’t. ‘How can I make him feel better? He should feel at home here!’ She played with her braids awkwardly, then looked back at him. “Yousef… what would make staying here better?” She asked, her musical voice shaking slightly. As she said it, she realized how she didn’t know how long he’d be around. “How long have you been here anyways?” The questions kept coming."And what do you mean? It wasn't your choice to come here?" |