[The exhaustion in Glimmer's eyes is what has Ellie squeezing with her fingertips, answering with a tired half-smile. She still can't help but think that there's a chance Glimmer will want to leave once she knows the whole story- but maybe Ellie will always feel that way, on some level. Maybe she'll never feel like she deserves something good, or trust that it won't disappear because Ellie can't trust herself not to self-sabotage.
But this is the closest she's come to feeling like someday, maybe, things might have a shot of being okay.
... and maybe it's fucked up to put so much importance on this, considering it's not the most elegant confession of crush, but. The confirmation that Glimmer's into her too, is. Complicated. It feels nice, but with an undercurrent of self-disgust that she can't seem to shake.
It doesn't make her want to kiss Glimmer any less. Maybe it's fucked up, but it feels better, knowing she's not alone in this tangled web of emotional bullshit.
The bridge of Ellie's nose wrinkles, and she tries to keep back a completely fucking inappropriate laugh.]
Jesus. I came over to try and make you feel better, and it feels like I threw a fucking molotov on it instead.
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But this is the closest she's come to feeling like someday, maybe, things might have a shot of being okay.
... and maybe it's fucked up to put so much importance on this, considering it's not the most elegant confession of crush, but. The confirmation that Glimmer's into her too, is. Complicated. It feels nice, but with an undercurrent of self-disgust that she can't seem to shake.
It doesn't make her want to kiss Glimmer any less. Maybe it's fucked up, but it feels better, knowing she's not alone in this tangled web of emotional bullshit.
The bridge of Ellie's nose wrinkles, and she tries to keep back a completely fucking inappropriate laugh.]
Jesus. I came over to try and make you feel better, and it feels like I threw a fucking molotov on it instead.
[Why are they like this?]