Why doesn’t all of his posturing just stay still? This was now the third time in which he insisted on being weird and not himself. Or at least, the self he found so easy to use for hundreds of years. Why does he just insist on exploding his feelings in front of this man?
Was he really this damaged? After everything?
Was he really this screwed up? Astarion pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to find the shiny coat of paint to hide his scarred person. Didn’t work.]
As much as I love this little party, that sounds nice.
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Why doesn’t all of his posturing just stay still? This was now the third time in which he insisted on being weird and not himself. Or at least, the self he found so easy to use for hundreds of years. Why does he just insist on exploding his feelings in front of this man?
Was he really this damaged? After everything?
Was he really this screwed up? Astarion pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to find the shiny coat of paint to hide his scarred person. Didn’t work.]
As much as I love this little party, that sounds nice.