[M]y [P]ersonal soldier boy
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She looked up to him, unsure what to make of this and praying that on the off chance and slight possibility, she’d somehow developed some form of mental disorder that caused hallucination and that he wasn’t really there and this situation really wasn’t happening. But denial could only go so far. Before she had time to figure out how to react and why the heck a small part of her was happy to see him, he’d pulled her from her seat and into that small space. Suddenly, her sense of being watched was no longer stemmed from self-consciousness as she noted several eyes fixed upon her and Saluce. Simply because of the unwanted attention, she let out another groan of complaint before responding. “Still debating whether or not it’s a good thing to see you Saluce”.

Which was the honest truth; she was happy and annoyed at the same time, angry and curious, along with a whole line of contrasting emotions bubbling within her. A sigh passed her lips and she quickly wracked at her mind for answers and solutions. “Well, mind if we sit back at the bar and not make ourselves centre of attention first?” he voice took up a sarcastic note for no real reason as she moved back onto her stool. Ducking her head slightly, cheeks flaming red; she wasn't exactly used to or good at handling being watched by so many strangers and at that moment she wished the ground would open up so she could hide from who staring eyes.


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