Oriana Krause (discarnated) wrote in anewhavenrpg, |
Ori honestly didn't know how to handle someone being sweet, especially in such a mushy way. She didn't pull back, but she felt a blush creep across her cheeks, something that was especially unusual for her. The way her heart picked up in her chest made it worse. "Gross. Stop being cute, we're in public." She managed, slowly pulling her hand from his as she chewed the inside of her cheek and looked downright sheepish.
Black painted nails ticked against the table once freed from his hand, her gaze staring hard at the spot beside them. "I don't even know what I'm going to say. Almost everything that does come out of my mouth is just word vomit." She admitted with a laugh, trying to make a joke out of it though. She honestly felt a little worried with how her heart was racing. Was she going to have a heart attack? This certainly couldn't be any dastardly feelings or something.
The friends comment was something she let go, because she didn't know if he was saying it as just how he honestly though, or if he was going to be backing away slowly and eventually running once this was all said and done now that she opened up a bit of herself usually no one saw.