❝Well… if you put it in that way, I actually… kinda like it, I mean; really like what I’ve done.
Is the first time that I actually do something that I like…❞
Indeed was the very first tme she was pretty secure about herelf and the whole place she just made, her palace. But maybe wasn’t the right thing to do, is too much freedom for her.
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❝And it’s not wrong to feel that way,❞ the auburn thoughtfully finished for her, the quietest of smiles quivering on her lips.
[ ;Meg wasn’t typically reputed to be even a relatively sympathetic or emotionally willing type of person—voluntary mindfulness in regards to the thoughts and behaviors of others weren’t exactly her cup of tea.
(She wasn’t intent on buying into such a beverage in the first place.)
But somehow, the apathy practically b r a n d e d into the shorelines of her being seemed to erode due all because of this girl’s volatility.
(Elsa didn’t deserve to feel self-conscious. Or unsteady. Or w a r y of her capabilities…did she?)