Neunundzwanzig

[reluctantnanny]

[The feeling of seeing the town of Mayfield again after being stuck in that hellish place everyone was calling "Westport" is a feeling he never thought he could experience.

But now, he is most certainly back to wishing he was back home in Europe.]Something's up with that noise, no matter how I look at it

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[tomatatas]

[It will take awhile to respond, she's pretty happy not talking to him after all, and she' still rather shaken from the angels. But eventually, she does speak, even if it is short]

... Talk.

[private]

[reluctantnanny]

...Valentines' Day.

On Valentines' Day, I felt like I had been given everything I was ever lacking before. It then turned out that I had been played for a fool, both of us had. All the same, I could remember...it...for days afterward. It has since faded. However, I learned a great deal about you from that unreal world, and you about me. Our...strengths and weaknesses. I don't think it will be possible to erase such a thing.

Because of this, I want to...stay in touch. Fabricated though it was, it would be foolish to try and return things back to the way they were before. Wouldn't it?

I want to know what you think.

[forever private lmao]

[tomatatas]

...I am... that... that woman in those memories isn't me. I am not weak, and I would never even contemplating doing anything like... that, with you. [The denial is strong in this one...] And while you don't think you can erase such a thing, it would be best, for both of us, to do so. They were fake, they would never happen, and while I really should make you pay for... [Breaking my heart] for what you did, I'll be nice, and forget everything.

... what do you mean, stay in touch? W-Wasn't... wasn't it fine, what... what we were doing before? [This is such an awkward conversation already whyyy]

[reluctantnanny]

You said so yourself, that we can't erase it. Even if it never would have happened, the fact remains that we've been shown something about each other without our consent.

I didn't... I don't know what I should've done. I'm sorry, but putting the blame entirely on me would be unfair, Romana. We were both moved by those implanted feelings.

I'm saying we need to adjust and account for what's happened. I imagine that if you decided to truly attempt erasing the experience from your thoughts, you'd do so by cutting me off completely. [A pause. His tone softens a little, though it was hardly rough before.] ...But you...did come and try to help me, during that fight...

[tomatatas]

I take it back, I want it erased. I want to forget everything, because it was stupid and not real and fake and I would never have such feelings or do such things with you. Never.

I... [Well she can't very well face the fact that she wanted it too. She can't face that kissing him sent shivers through her body, made her heart beat faster, that she wanted to keep kissing him, till they ended up in a bed, or on a floor, or anywhere and ended up doing that with him.

It's so much... easier to say it was all fake, that it meant nothing, that it hasn't left tiny seeds of doubt in her] I... I wasn't helping... you. I was helping Ungheria, not... not you. [The reply sounds weak to her ears, weak and false, but she doesn't know what else to say. She sighs softly]

Can't we just never speak about it?