Roxy frowns. It's true that things are awkward between them at the moment, and she's just glad they can still pal around like this, but... She knows she really blew it back there with the damn suckers and forcing herself on him and insisting he have her BOIBIES. Being a Trickster completely stripped her of her inhibitions in more ways than one. She can't believe how utterly weak and pathetic she was in that state.
Even if he doesn't reciprocate her feelings, she's still obviously someone he cares for on a platonic level, and she has no idea why. Especially after she showed her ass and humiliated herself. She broke her abstinence from alcohol, as well. How do you even begin apologizing for something like that? Roxy wants to say something to him about it, but the moment never seems right. Talking about heavy shit was so much easier when she was drunk...
Suddenly, Roxy's mouth feels incredibly dry, her hands sweaty and shaky, and she catches herself staring at the puddle on the floor. How pathetic is it that she suddenly wants to lick it up off of the floor. ]
Ya'd think we've had our fill of screwin' friendships up by now.
[ She takes the game cartridge from him. ]
I know you're jokin' n' the game's probs hella fun, but the last thing we need right now is to be at each others' throats over another dumb video game...
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Roxy frowns. It's true that things are awkward between them at the moment, and she's just glad they can still pal around like this, but... She knows she really blew it back there with the damn suckers and forcing herself on him and insisting he have her BOIBIES. Being a Trickster completely stripped her of her inhibitions in more ways than one. She can't believe how utterly weak and pathetic she was in that state.
Even if he doesn't reciprocate her feelings, she's still obviously someone he cares for on a platonic level, and she has no idea why. Especially after she showed her ass and humiliated herself. She broke her abstinence from alcohol, as well. How do you even begin apologizing for something like that? Roxy wants to say something to him about it, but the moment never seems right. Talking about heavy shit was so much easier when she was drunk...
Suddenly, Roxy's mouth feels incredibly dry, her hands sweaty and shaky, and she catches herself staring at the puddle on the floor. How pathetic is it that she suddenly wants to lick it up off of the floor. ]
Ya'd think we've had our fill of screwin' friendships up by now.
[ She takes the game cartridge from him. ]
I know you're jokin' n' the game's probs hella fun, but the last thing we need right now is to be at each others' throats over another dumb video game...