Everyone keeps telling her that she's more fragile than she realizes. It's a fucking joke. They're all more fragile than they'll ever admit.
She should probably let go of his wrist, she thinks. Main doesn't like being touched, so it's a bad thing. But maybe he'll let her hold on a little bit longer, because she just needs something solid to hold on to. And there isn't anything more solid in the world than Maine, for all both of them could shatter apart with the right words aimed just so.
"Just be careful," she says quietly. "About what words you let into your head. Cause you're important to me." She gives his wrist a little squeeze and then lets go.
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Everyone keeps telling her that she's more fragile than she realizes. It's a fucking joke. They're all more fragile than they'll ever admit.
She should probably let go of his wrist, she thinks. Main doesn't like being touched, so it's a bad thing. But maybe he'll let her hold on a little bit longer, because she just needs something solid to hold on to. And there isn't anything more solid in the world than Maine, for all both of them could shatter apart with the right words aimed just so.
"Just be careful," she says quietly. "About what words you let into your head. Cause you're important to me." She gives his wrist a little squeeze and then lets go.