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"What does that even mean?"

Elisa laughed and ran a hand through the waves in her hair. He looked so confused and it was absolutely adorable, she couldn't help but grin at the sight of it. "You always act like I'm so...enigmatic," She sighed and wrapped her arm around one of his, laying her head against his shoulder. To her, she felt like her feelings were obvious, and she wasn't sure if he was choosing to ignore them or was just that unobservant. She couldn't come right out and say it, she liked their friendship and the risk of losing it was far too great to her.

Not only that, but bringing any man into her life when she had a daughter and she was such a mess, seemed like an incredibly selfish notion. While she wouldn't expect them to play dad (hell, she wasn't really being a mother), she didn't want anyone to feel like they had to. Especially when Elisa had an eating disorder and depression she had yet to get help for. It was too much for herself to deal with. Being romantically involved with anyone, it felt, was impossible. The thought made Elisa sad, but she had accepted the reality of it. At least, in that moment she did.

"I am sorry, ignore my stupid questions sweetie,"

His questions about Jess weren't stupid, they were valid and she had to make a decision eventually: if she was ready to or not, it didn't matter. "You're right, though. I should tell her. I just don't know if I can," She shrugged, though the expression on her face proved she was still upset with herself over the whole situation. She never should have let her parents have so much control over her, but now that they had it she wasn't sure she could take that control away. Elisa had grown so use to it that speaking up for herself and taking back her life....terrified her.

"I thought you hated time spent with me! The teasing, the sexual comments, having to walk around with this 'creative moody emo' as you keep saying. I don't know about you but if I was in your shoes I would have been gone by now."

"Yes, you're a freak and I'm a mess, but I love that about you and at the end of the day you make me happy. So why would I abandon this wonderfully dysfunctional friendship?" She didn't have to even think to respond to him that time, the words just rolled off her tongue and she smiled at the end. "Besides, when has any of that ever bothered me? You're sexual comments are obviously the star attraction in my nightly fantasies." Clearly, she had no problem teasing him and accompanied that statement with a wink.

"We have a little while before the festival gets going. We could go back to my place or just take a walk or go shopping or go have a little bit of something to eat? It's what ever you choose. Today is your day Elisa!"

Grabbing a bite to eat obviously wasn't something Elisa would choose, especially after having to eat bits of hospital food before she had been released, but going to Beck's place seemed promising. If he meant his actual home and not his secret gang hideaway thing, of course. "Your place? Like, your house where you keep secret diaries stored underneath your bedroom's mattress? Not where you took me, uh, last time?" Sometimes Elisa sounded like an absolute genius, weaving beautiful words out of thin air. Then there were times like this. "Fuck yeah. I wanna see your house."

Beautiful.


ooc|
lol.
Nightly fantasies.
I made myself giggle~