@Christian88myer Ive actually started a little bit of the next chapter recently!! This isn’t a priority fic, it’s something i update whenver i feel coming back to it since it’s 5+ years old, but here’s a snippet of what I’ve got so far ;33.
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Sonic looks nice and cleaned up, his colors for the evening giving his overall palette a nice brightening. It’s almost as if he could feel their eyes on him, and mid conversation Amy watches him flick his attention to his right to catch their own.
She can't read the expression he’s wearing, but he’s quick to compose. The pit in her stomach drops as she proceeds to watch Sonic excuse himself from the small group he was talking to, and make his way over to their general direction.
Was he coming over to talk? To confront them?? The last thing she wants is to attempt small talk in a social setting this large with the man who blew up at her last time they spoke.
She feels Shadow’s fingers that are laced with hers tighten protectively, and suddenly the pit in her stomach flutters.
Her eyes waver, but she holds her breath in nervous anticipation as Sonic walks up to them and passes, giving a quick glance his way, and continues forwards down the stairs behind them.
She’s pleasantly surprised that he didn’t say anything, and she exhales the tension off of her shoulders.
”That was nice.”
“That was being a decent person.” Shadow mutters, nudging their intertwined hands . Amy looks up to see his brow crease as he continues, “That is him respecting your boundaries. It’s the minimum, you deserve the entirety of his respect. He needs to slow down so that his actions speak louder than his excuses for once.”
He’s right, and she knows this. The gesture is still sitting with her though. From the part of her that hopes they can build a genuine friendship one day.
She sighs again audibly and nods her head, “Thank you, Shadow.”
He kisses her knuckles, “You’re welcome, Rose.”
