[ She flusters gloriously. Her face red beneath the smear of blood up her chin. ]
You have no such invitation.
[ She doesn't understand it and she doesn't see the point. Why not just let her be, reclusive and unpleasant. It was an easier position to take than letting herself be disappointed over and over again. ]
no subject
You have no such invitation.
[ She doesn't understand it and she doesn't see the point. Why not just let her be, reclusive and unpleasant. It was an easier position to take than letting herself be disappointed over and over again. ]