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~ aimi noticed his hurt expression and grumbled something under her breath, "will you stop trying to figure out why i don't want to talk to you? i can just tell you, ya know. i'm not insecure about talking to anyone, i'm not nervous, i just don't like social interaction. i prefer to be alone and not talking to people is what i like, okay?" her tone was sharp, and she looked even more irritated than before. aimi then let out a soft sigh, forcing herself to relax, "if i walk with you, afterwards will you leave me alone?" the dark haired woman asked, gripping the leather strap of her satchel tighter as she spoke, looking as if it pained her to even say the phrase 'if i walk with you.'
roasty n toasty, like during a cold day and you make a fire but then you let it burn for longer than necessary ~