[Would it be reassuring or make it worse to talk more about what’s happened? The game rolls charisma on before Aubrey can make up her mind on it.]
A love letter…? [She smiles faintly, recalling.] I don’t know if it counts, but there was one year I found a little handmade heart in my locker that said “Be my Valentine, Sweetheart~”. [Her tone is not doing the glitter and drawn-on sparkles justice.]
Turned out my friend Mikhael [“It’s The Maverick now,” she can hear him protest] had just slipped hearts around for everyone, and he got mine confused with someone else’s...
[He’s a good kid.]
[The next question wipes that smile immediately.]
Seventy-four. “Have you ever broken someone else’s heart?”
slams headcanon button
[Would it be reassuring or make it worse to talk more about what’s happened? The game rolls
charismaon before Aubrey can make up her mind on it.]A love letter…? [She smiles faintly, recalling.] I don’t know if it counts, but there was one year I found a little handmade heart in my locker that said “Be my Valentine, Sweetheart~”. [Her tone is not doing the glitter and drawn-on sparkles justice.]
Turned out my friend Mikhael [“It’s The Maverick now,” she can hear him protest] had just slipped hearts around for everyone, and he got mine confused with someone else’s...
[He’s a good kid.]
[The next question wipes that smile immediately.]
Seventy-four. “Have you ever broken someone else’s heart?”