Just as nothing ever good comes from 'we should talk', it's rare when 'I've been thinking about us' ends well. Taylor goes quiet and still, the habitual bounce and fidget of his poster slowing into utter absence as he goes from quietly adoring (as is common now) to quietly wary.
What did Felix say? What happened during this trip?
Shit he's not happen, what'd he do wrong?
Ok, he fucked something up, don't panic, he just needs to figure out what Sam wants and wants to hear, that's all, and he can adjust to meet those expectations. All these emotions run across his face in rapid succession, panic, fear, anxiety, a flicker of resignation before he clears his throat, scratching at the back of his neck. "I- mostly? I mean I could do without Felix living in your head but other than that?"
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Just as nothing ever good comes from 'we should talk', it's rare when 'I've been thinking about us' ends well. Taylor goes quiet and still, the habitual bounce and fidget of his poster slowing into utter absence as he goes from quietly adoring (as is common now) to quietly wary.
What did Felix say? What happened during this trip?
Shit he's not happen, what'd he do wrong?
Ok, he fucked something up, don't panic, he just needs to figure out what Sam wants and wants to hear, that's all, and he can adjust to meet those expectations. All these emotions run across his face in rapid succession, panic, fear, anxiety, a flicker of resignation before he clears his throat, scratching at the back of his neck. "I- mostly? I mean I could do without Felix living in your head but other than that?"