[ ... Now that is an interesting look she's wearing. It's not a negative one as far as he can tell, but something about what he said there struck deep, and now Darcy's caught in some kind of processing loop. Something about the word "handsome" at least.
He tilts his head, this sort of weird mix of amusement, curiosity, and Knowing on his face. ] You good there, kiddo?
[ Half strangled, and she only reappears outside his door, bee-lining as far away from his room as she can possibly get. Fucking Christ, what is wrong with her. ]
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He tilts his head, this sort of weird mix of amusement, curiosity, and Knowing on his face. ] You good there, kiddo?
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Darcy's eyes widen in the split-second before she straight up shimmers out of sight. ]
Thanks for the- yeah-
[ And she's invisibly making her way to the door. ]
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See you at the wedding!
[ Kids. ]
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[ Half strangled, and she only reappears outside his door, bee-lining as far away from his room as she can possibly get. Fucking Christ, what is wrong with her. ]