LOREN
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Loren sighed. "And how do you know what I want?" Shrugging, he rubbed his temples, then gave Phoebe a guilty look. "Even if I don't actually believe the compliments? Or don't think I deserve them?" He spoke quietly and stiffly.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he shook his head. "Yes, well, the ways I've presented myself have always been shitty, but I don't know how to change that." He hugged his knees to his chest.
At her question, he snorted. "Of course I do." It came out in a pained whisper, and he bit his lip.
Turning his head slightly, he examined her. "How can you be so certain?" He rested his chin on his knee, suddenly exhausted.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he shook his head. "Yes, well, the ways I've presented myself have always been shitty, but I don't know how to change that." He hugged his knees to his chest.
At her question, he snorted. "Of course I do." It came out in a pained whisper, and he bit his lip.
Turning his head slightly, he examined her. "How can you be so certain?" He rested his chin on his knee, suddenly exhausted.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
