forevrdoomed
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so.. um. (…) c-can i ask about someone? i-i don’t know shit ‘bout social cues a-an i wanna know (…) if he’s.. ya know.. cool or nah. / i have not discussed marnie’s midwest accent
forevrdoomed
@deathsdeer- … uh-hum. [ marnie shifts from foot to foot, arms and waist swaying along with them. it was a little self-soothing gesture to help her cope with the awkwardness, whether it be her eternal awkwardness or that or the situation. ] um.. i-i don't real — really know. i-i only know his face. [ she muttered, messy dark hair sweeping over her eyes as she turns her eyes away from the other girl. it’s hard to keep eye contact. .. i -i know cuz he's on the hockey team. (…) i took pitures of ‘em… [ her voice has gone quiet now. ] h-he keeps comin’ t’see me… at my locker. (…) al somethin’ ??
deathsdeer-
THEM'S THE BREAKS, @forevrdoomed : uhh. . . yeah, sure. { with a small tilt of her head clara glances up to the elder, her smile half-confused despite her pleasant surprise. after all, people usually go to jackie for these things. } who 're you askin' about? i don't. . . y'know, talk to many guys. 'specially not the ones in my grade :/ * pre-crash clara was such a teenage girl btw. awkward and desperately trying to be like her big sister !!