[ He meets her gaze with reluctance. His jaw twitches, then stills, the gaze dim and opaque. It's a clear sign that the buzz from the hash, sex and dancing has faded. His expression has reverted to its signature flatline. ]
It's nothing.
[ Just the ever-cropping mystery of why this girl, who could have her pick of normal, nicey-nice boys, is compelled to hang around him. Childhood neglect. Unsupportive environments. Lack of attention or approval. He isn't sure if it's one, or all -- but it still irks him sometimes. ]
no subject
It's nothing.
[ Just the ever-cropping mystery of why this girl, who could have her pick of normal, nicey-nice boys, is compelled to hang around him. Childhood neglect. Unsupportive environments. Lack of attention or approval. He isn't sure if it's one, or all -- but it still irks him sometimes. ]