… *he nods his head, understanding. clicking. he’d heard of it, but he never thought he’d ever get it. he smiles again* it’s not naive to want friends… i just figured i’d never have any besides my family and then you show up and… and i don’t… *he trails off and mumbles*
You don’t…? *She pressed, tilting her head in confusion*
*he just stands there. before taking her hands into his and stares down at the blue and peach skin differences* …i just…
Jack Maple 