Sienna | Eric
Eric?
I'm sorry.
So please answer.
Please open your messages.
Please answer or I'm going to call.
Please...
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>> Incoming call Solar <<
>> Incoming call Solar <<
>> Incoming call Solar <<
"...Solar?"
"..."
"You called me?"
"..."
"I'm sorry... I ignored your text messages..."
"..."
"Wait... I shouldn't be talking to you like this."
"..."
"..."
Eric's grip on the phone dropped for a moment; more accurately, he fumbled. He couldn't say anything to the sound of melancholic sobs stemming from the other line of the line.
She was crying.
Solar was crying?
He couldn't believe that hard ass girl was crying. But then again, she was someone who had experienced way more than he could ever think of.
Even if he was the genius kid who had ranked first in state exams and had skipped several grades to the point he didn't even need to go to school anymore.
He thought he knew everything.
But he couldn't understand her at all.
In real life he had been rendered helpless by his introverted nature. But after meeting Solar, he changed. He found heart in her text messages.
He felt like he belonged.
And hearing the mute girl's sobs, he was broken.
He was sorry.
"I'll... I'll text you."
As soon as he had picked up the call, he had ended the call. He couldn't believe that he had hurt Solar to the point she had to call him. To the point that she cried.
But when he had finally opened up his message convo with her and read her numerous messages, god he was sorry. He was speechless for a moment but remembered that she was waiting.
He had to say something.
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Solar... sorry. I'm here.
Sienna.
Huh?
My name is Sienna... and I want to meet you.
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Sealed | ✔️ | Dialogue Story
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