🌱Confidence🌱

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'Herb POV'

Ah shit. How did I mess up this bad?

Taffy looked at me with her big innocent eyes, "H-herb.. did you perhaps think I was a boy?" I looked away from her and tried to hide my flushed face. God this was embarrassing.

"Y,yes. I'm so so sorry!! It's just I heard Sparkling call you a "he" so I immediately thought that you- oh and also with your hair and... and... j-just sorry!" 

But Taffy didn't look mad, instead, she looked happy- she was laughing.

"Ahaha! Don't worry, this isn't a first. I do look like I boy, don't I? I just like short hair. It's easier to deal with. Haha! That's funny..." She started to calm down after a while.

I tried laughing too. It's ok Herb. Even if she's a girl, you can still talk to her about...

"Herb? Whats wrong? Sad that you found out I'm a girl?" Taffy giggled.

I snapped out of it, "It's.. nothing. Say, does Sparkling interest you?" I asked.

Taffy looked confused, "You mean boss? He... does seem like an interesting guy. I don't know what you mean by that though." I knew it. So she does have feelings for him. 

I... feel like a fraud. If Taffy likes Sparkling then maybe I shouldn't interfere.

I stood up from the table and grabbed my stuff.

"Thank you for your company, Taffy. Sorry if I interrupted you, I'll see you around!" I smiled as her as I quickly left, not giving her a chance to say bye.


'Taffy POV'

Hm?

So he left.

...

Why? Am I not enjoyable to be around? I thought about everything I've said in our conversation. Does he maybe think it's strange to be talking to a girl who he thought was a boy? That might be the case.

Is he not comfortable talking with girls? 

I thought long and hard. Maybe I should try talking to more people.

It's not like I can love anyone anyways.


'Sparkling POV'

Never in my years of life have I thought I could be sitting in my parent's living room, drinking tea, and watching the minions with them.

But I guess anything can happen.

I sipped some tea that I helped brew- after I told them that I was a bartender. I guess both of them quit drinking after they made things up, since they didn't even know there was a bar right next to their apartment that's named "Sparkling's Bar."

I looked at both of them on either side of me.

Huh?

"Uhm... I'm kinda creeped out. Can both of you dial down the staring?" I laughed. 

Dad chuckled, "It's just that we haven't seen out son in so many years- let us admire him for now, 'Kay?" Mom got up from the sofa and closed the TV.

"What are we doing sitting around like this? We've all got so much to catch up on. Come on, family bonding time!" She clapped her hands together and sat back down.

I groaned, but knew that it's what I needed. No, what all of us needed.

As both of them scooched closer and smiled brightly, I thought about why things turned out so... perfectly.

It almost feels as if something is wrong.


'Herb POV'

Ha! I love this.

I love how fucking sad and messed up my entire life is, and how much I want to just crumple everything up and throw it in the trash.

But it's my fault.

It's my fault.

It's my fault.

Everything is my fault.

I washed my face with a splash of cold water. The sudden force smacked on my skin and jolted my eyes open.

I can't keep on going like this.

Please, someone, save me.


'Sparkling POV'

"I'll keep in touch, I know, I know." I laughed as I slipped my hands into my pocket. Mom smiled a soft smile as she kissed me on my forehead.

"Visit us again sometimes soon, okay?"

I nodded slowly.

Ding!

I leaned against the mirrored wall as the elevator descended. The night was here, and never have I felt so... free.

A huge burden that was placed upon my chest finally got lifted: I was floating.

I've got to tell Herb about this.

I'm so happy!


'Herb POV'

Sigh...

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