Suri: Right. You're right. *Bites her lip and lowers her voice so only those nearby can hear Its just... him and Fuchsia, well, they bicker. I mean who wouldn't bicker with Fuchsia? But anyway, they bicker and argue but I feel like Trenton’s been, well, sort of pushing Fuchsia away. Yeah, that's it *She was proud of herself for referring to the letter without mentioning the actual letter To be honest, I've been trying to set them up this whole plane ride and have been failing miserably. *Blushes deeply as she looks at the floor
*Fuchsia didn't answer. It was so unlike him, so completely uncharacteristic, that Trenton wanted to run. See Trenton thrived on consistency, especially when it came to someone's character. A sporadically violent and abusive ex had taught him better than to trust someone otherwise.
*But instead of leaving, he lightly squeezed Fuchsia’s good ankle before letting it go. He tugged gently at Fuchsia’s hand and the brunet mercifully wove their fingers together-- as if Trenton were the one who needed consoling. And when Fuchsia's pale eyes tilted up with a completely normal mark of his usual irritation, Trenton almost sighed in releif.
Fuchsia: *Through clenched teeth I f*cking hate planes.
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