"Ooh, good guess." Which he is tempted to let linger for a moment, though doesn't. He can see that opinion ready to burst right out of you, Miss Jones. "--But no. It's by trusting me. Believing what I say when I say it, even if it's something like 'I'd rather like to give cutting the arm off a go, actually.'"
The boy sighs, all dramatics and sulking radiating from where he's slouched width-wise across her bed. "Don't you just hate when someone has faith in you? It takes all the sport out of lying."
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Date: 2019-08-19 12:19 am (UTC)The boy sighs, all dramatics and sulking radiating from where he's slouched width-wise across her bed. "Don't you just hate when someone has faith in you? It takes all the sport out of lying."