[ olivia shrinks back under the emphasizing fork, hastily setting her own down on her plate, her appetite now long forgotten. fine was definitely a lie, but she thinks, maybe, before the ball, she had gotten pretty damn close to it...
what can she even say? what good will it do to tell the truth now? at best, ramir will get upset for someone's behalf, and cause herself unnecessary stresses; at worst, olivia could very well ruin a friendship...
right now, it's not really too clear to her whose. ]
I should go, [ she says instead of any real answer, moving now back to her feet, setting the plate aside on the table. ]
Thank you for breakfast, Ramir, it was really very nice of you—
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what can she even say? what good will it do to tell the truth now? at best, ramir will get upset for someone's behalf, and cause herself unnecessary stresses; at worst, olivia could very well ruin a friendship...
right now, it's not really too clear to her whose. ]
I should go, [ she says instead of any real answer, moving now back to her feet, setting the plate aside on the table. ]
Thank you for breakfast, Ramir, it was really very nice of you—