Valentine's Day }{ Open post

[asap]

WHO || Characters in the log [open or closed]
WHAT || VALENTINE'S DAY
WHERE || ALL AROUND THE CASTLE
WHEN || 2/14
HOW || DO WHAT YOU WANT

It's Valentine's Day! All around people are happily snuggling up with their loved one or drowning their feelings in booze and/or ice cream. Give out cards or chocolate or commiserate with other single people! Whoo Valentine's Day!

Comments

[bluffcheck]

[Shouting back and forth about their differences from her window was not how he expected this to go. He recalls his conversation with Lila, the way she thought he was better off just letting all this go. He didn't want to, but he was only hurting both of them like this.

He glances down, heart heavy.]

Suppose you're right, lass. We're just too different. Perhaps it's time I found something else to sing about.

[asap]

[Something twists inside of her. This is good. It's right. It's less complicated and even if she harbors doubts, if she still feels a flutter inside when he sings to her or calls her beautiful or looks at her like she's the only girl in the world... well. This'll help her move on. Figure things out. Do what she needs to without it being all.... weird.

But she can't help it. She hates that he might sing songs about other girls.]

Good. That's... good. [But she doesn't sound remotely convinced that it sounds like a good idea since SHE CRIT FAILED THAT BLUFF CHECK WOW THE DICE KNOW HER HEART. She forces a smile.]

Look, I should... do... stuff. Uh. It was a nice song. Sorry.

[bluffcheck]

[hahahahahaha sense motive nat 20. i hate everything

Despite all their troubles, despite all the differences, Thoster truly does love her and wants her to be happy. He hasn't made her happy for a very long time, and he knows that this is just another moment when he's hurt her.]

Andie, I... [He sighs, knowing that he doesn't want to say the wrong thing, even if he always seems to.] You'll be alright, lass. There's someone out there who will know how to make you smile brighter than I ever could. I'm just glad I had the chance to know you as I did.

[He wants to say so much more, wants to beg for another chance, to be a better man. He wants to confess the things he hasn't told her, the things he can't tell her. But he doesn't say anything more. Instead, he just steps back, walking himself backwards for a few paces.]

Sleep sweet. Tomorrow will be a better day than this.

[asap]

[All she wants to do is curl up and cry a little bit. Why does he have to be so sweet when he's not lying to her or being generally bad? She forces herself to simply nod and watch him go and not let any tears fall (nat 20 will save) even though she feels like her heart is breaking all over again.

It's better this way. It has to be.]