>>13372702You stare at the last cube in the glass and swish it. You're of two minds. One to run, take a Listerine break, shower - for hours. Another bellows "STAY." It mentions Twilight tastes of juniper.
Your lips feel cracked. You stumble "I- well, I was goofing off and-" you barely meet her eye. Her face is already crumpling. "I- I'm sorry."
"Oh," comes thin. Twilight manages to heft herself up, face turned away, "I'M sorry, I shouldn't have assumed-"
"I was all over you! All claws an' fangs and shit. It's okay, not a normal situation-"
"Anon, you don't even like me and I still thought -"
You huff, gesturing with the cup, "I LIKE you, I just don't want - you know."
The silence stretches. The purple mare grants herself one sniff and turns, all candor.
Twilight segues by way of laughing, "The show's still running. Want to watch some more?"
You turn to the screen. The stupid thing has been running all this time, fake Russian accents and all.
"Well-"
