...Elicia... [That message is terrible. It's a horrible thing to come home to after school, and work right after that. Presea had noticed, somewhat, that the girl seemed withdrawn, but she didn't understand it. Such whispers of the heart were foreign territory for a person like Presea, but even she can't ignore this.
Even if...even if she has no idea what to do or say, she can't ignore it. Something painful and tight in her chest tells her that.]
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Even if...even if she has no idea what to do or say, she can't ignore it. Something painful and tight in her chest tells her that.]
I--...may I come to see you?