idolpro | ROUND 11

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- exael

ROUND 11

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[Waits, tense, ears pricked]

[She can probably hear how uneven the footsteps are, tbh.]

[They fade away for maybe a minute, then come back her way.]

Hey. Here.

[He takes one of her hands, gentle, and presses the sunglasses into it.]

[Loses some of the harsh line of her shoulders when he returns.]

Thanks.

[She flips them open and easily places them by feel. Their weight is reassuring on her cheeks--her glasses got broken when she was shot. Then she returns her hand where it was, in case his hand's still there.]

[His hand is, in fact, still there.]

No problem, dude.

[She takes it then, tight]

[He holds on like his life depends on it - squeezes.]

Gave em a show, right?

Sure did. ...Though I forgot the curbstomp.

[Just clutches his hand for a while before leaning in against where she's fairly sure his shoulder is]

...aw, man. You and me both.

[It is in fact right where she would expect it to be.]

Maybe next time.

[something in her belly wobbles over the thought but--not now. She rests against him heavy, clenches closed her free hand.]

Gotta do a team-up next time, though. You and me versus whatever they can throw at us.

[He leans against her, too. He's probably even colder than usual due to the blood loss, sorry.]

[np, we're all of us in the bloodloss club atm, and tbqh she doesn't even go to him for physical warmth anymore, she just wears more layers]

Anytime, just say the word. Always ready to fight beside you.