[Alone. That had always bothered her, being alone. Sometimes it was nice or at least tolerable--somewhere she could run away to. Most of the time it just made her chest hurt; made it feel all cold and empty.
...but she didn't have to be. Not now. There was someone here, someone warm and saying kind words to her. She didn't have to hide in her own mind now.
Flandre lifted her face to look up at this person holding her--and tears welled up in her eyes as she did so.
She looked away as the shivers and whimpers grew worse and worse until she broke, sobbing disjointedly against this strange girl's shoulder.
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...but she didn't have to be. Not now. There was someone here, someone warm and saying kind words to her. She didn't have to hide in her own mind now.
Flandre lifted her face to look up at this person holding her--and tears welled up in her eyes as she did so.
She looked away as the shivers and whimpers grew worse and worse until she broke, sobbing disjointedly against this strange girl's shoulder.
...but not alone.]