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chapter seven ꩜ terrorizing lynn's headnow playing: looking out for you by joy again
↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺TURNS OUT LYNN JUST WANTED TO BE FRIENDS WITH JULES. Yeah, that's exactly all it really was. All that nervousness, the anxiety, the weird feeling whenever they were too close, was synthetized in Lynn not being used to getting compliments for her appearance, and she was just confused because Jules was, indeed, not a bitch.
Maybe Lana was right, all this time she just had to be nice with her so she stopped being insufferable.
That was the conlcusion Lynn came up with at 2 AM on a friday. Everyone was sleeping, she could only hear Lucy's bedsheets rustling whenever she moved, and yet her brain kept yelling at her, forcing her to argue the voices about what the hell was happening between her and Jules.
Well, it was mostly one-sided: what the hell was happening to her with Jules.
Earlier that day, once she realized she couldn't focus on her basketball hoop because of the amount of stuff she had on her, she opted to research manually. That meant she had to quit evading the obtuse thought of Jules, and ask her siblings individually a well-thought question she had put together on her free time. She also accorded on skipping Luna thanks to her being big part of the problem.
First, the two experienced sisters: Lori and Leni.
"What's the difference between platonic and romantic?" Lynn asked nine hours ago, sitting on Leni's bed when she already had enough of her crisis.
Lori was hanging her clothes back on her closet after her short return from college, struggling to make space between all the new additions Leni had acquired on her absence. She insisted on hanging a dress while she replied.
"Why are you asking?"
A matter like this needed practice to pass as genuine. Lynn knew her sisters enough to craft a fake scenario in which the question could sound reasonable, it took her the modest amount of an hour to preview all the possible outcomes.
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Fanfiction𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 twelve year old lynn loud would laugh if she knew what her fourteen year old self thought about jules chung