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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Lavender didn't answer his question anymore than a nod out of the need to do something. She didn't know if she was all right or if that was a possibility. Then his arms were around her and that was good. She buried her face into the space between his neck and shoulder. It was awkward with the things in her hands, now sort of pushing into them both at odd angles, but that didn't seem to matter.

Something in her chest came undone. And the tears came wracking her whole body. She had managed to keep it together up until this moment, not letting the tears be more than a quiet presence. Only that was over now, she didn't have to be strong, or keep herself together she could just completely unravel.

That was when the box slipped from her grasp to the ground. She jumped at the sound, pulling closer to him. "Can we just get out of here?" Her words muffled, but hopefully he could figure it out.