[ He pulls off the crown first and leaves it on the side, just so he can muss his hair a bit. It gives him something to do while he listens to her, hand lingering on the table. His heart is thudding so hard and loudly and he wonders if that must be deafening for her.
But at least there's only joy there right now. Off the scale joy.
His hand drops to his mouth so he can laugh into it, embarrassed and quiet before he clears his throat, trying to not put too much attention to her quiet words lest he make her just as embarrassed as he feels right now.
Is it supposed to feel like this? He doesn't really know (not yet, anyway, not yet) ]
I. [ His voice cracks so he clears his throat again. His throat really is dry. ] I'll only be a minute, okay?
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But at least there's only joy there right now. Off the scale joy.
His hand drops to his mouth so he can laugh into it, embarrassed and quiet before he clears his throat, trying to not put too much attention to her quiet words lest he make her just as embarrassed as he feels right now.
Is it supposed to feel like this? He doesn't really know (not yet, anyway, not yet) ]
I. [ His voice cracks so he clears his throat again. His throat really is dry. ] I'll only be a minute, okay?