Eleventh Beat in Text

[knightime]

asl club???
lets just say its on some indefinite hiatus
going to just put that on the shelf
let it get kind of homely before we grab at it again
maybe get friendly with the dust even
i can recommend books if youre just like
omg i need to learn right now!!!
other than that
im outtie
this week is fucking ridiculous

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[knightime]

[He rests his head on her shoulder lightly.]

'It'll grow out again. We don't have to cut too much off if you want to keep it long. Just a trim or something. Someone here must know how to cut hair. If not, we can go to town and get it cut.'

[Even after he finishes tracing letters, he keeps his hand on her arm. Gentle and light. Even if the subject change was kind of out of the blue, he rather not talk about John being gone. At least not right now. They were both sad, and he knew this probably affected her more than it hurt him. Maybe. He doesn't know. He rather push his own feelings off the subject though.]

[greenspaces]

I want all the mats gone. [ She reaches the free arm around to pull at her tangled hair. She's cut some of them out, but... There are more. There are always more. She can't figure out how to save her long hair. ]

Am I going to look silly?

[knightime]

'You're going to look fine. Girls can look plenty gorgeous with short hair. I bet you'll look good with any kind of hair.'

[Although he couldn't really imagine her with short hair, always used to her having so much of it. But he didn't think she'd look that different with short hair either.]

[greenspaces]

Do you really think that?

[ She's sniffling a little bit. Her hair has always been very important to her; Grandpa had encouraged her to keep it long, like one of the blue ladies. Would he still like it if she cut it? Would it still look good? ]

[knightime]

'Duh. I've seen girls with short hair. They looked rad, but I bet you'll blow them all away. No one will look as rad as you.'

[He even draws a little heart at the end of that. Because he cares enough to do silly emoticons.]

[greenspaces]

Okay. [ O-oh a heart!! She thinks, and then carefully draws one back, on his shoulder. ]

[knightime]

'How 'bout we ollie outtie this broom closet now. You feeling better?'

[He draws two more. He will outdraw your hearts with his own!]

[greenspaces]

Yes.

[ HEART WAAAAAAAR ]

That tickles!

[knightime]

[He aims a poke at her side before shifting to get the door open.

And kind of just falls over and out of the closet. Smooth.]