No bad vibes

She was slightly head bopping to a tune in her head as they talked, then suddenly froze when they said baby sis. Wait, this was THAT FUCKING HAWKE, suddenly she was torn. The stories she’d heard, she could easily ask like a hundred questions. Wondering which rumours were bull shit and which were true alone. She also didn’t want to seem like some crazed fangirl either. Come on Lyric, pull it together and say something before your silence and wide eyed expression starts to feel creepy.

Oh, so Bethany sister is your? Why the fuck did she say that, it didn’t even come out in the proper order, she cleared her throat and tried again, trying desperately not to look too eager or too excited or like she might attack Aoife with a hundred questions.

I mean, that’s cool! You’re sister’s pretty great, I mean I’m sure you are too. Er, I mean from what I’ve heard. Not that I’ve heard much really. Aria started giggling at Lyric, not that she understood in her tiny baby brain what was going on, but they found it amusing nonetheless. Lyric was doing her best to digest the information about who she was talking to, without acting like a total moron. She took a deep breath and forced herself to get back onto the topic at hand.

You’re right though, if we’re going to do things different, right, we can’t afford to hold back and keep quiet, or else we’ll only have ourselves to blame why things aren’t different this time She’d never imagined she’d be out pushing ideas and trying to make a difference. Back in the old circle she’d always just kept her head down and tried to be average. Nothing special but nothing below average either.