[No, she thinks, with a tinge of melancholy. It's not presumptuous at all. It's not something she would believe she deserved either. Her looks are one of the only things she has going for her, really, and she was so used to utilizing them that it's...
It tangles up her thoughts and feelings in ways she can't quite explain. In ways that, despite not understanding, she doesn't like. They're as ugly as she suddenly feels and- Ugh. That's not his fault, but still: she just needs somewhere for this frustration to go. ]
Rose, [ she supplies. ] And don't- You don't gotta' be nice, dude. [ She can't imagine her trying to pressure him into saying she's hot is 'pleasant' by any means.
Stop it, she thinks now. What she doesn't deserve is to be treated like she isn't as awful as she's acting. Vines begin to spiral along her arm as she gets more tense; she didn't realize those powers would apply here too but- Why not? This place is already weird enough as it is. ]
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It tangles up her thoughts and feelings in ways she can't quite explain. In ways that, despite not understanding, she doesn't like. They're as ugly as she suddenly feels and- Ugh. That's not his fault, but still: she just needs somewhere for this frustration to go. ]
Rose, [ she supplies. ] And don't- You don't gotta' be nice, dude. [ She can't imagine her trying to pressure him into saying she's hot is 'pleasant' by any means.
Stop it, she thinks now. What she doesn't deserve is to be treated like she isn't as awful as she's acting. Vines begin to spiral along her arm as she gets more tense; she didn't realize those powers would apply here too but- Why not? This place is already weird enough as it is. ]