Bull in {Emilia} a China Shop

[krueger]

Emilia was glad the he remained silent for a few moments. It allowed her to calm down a little once more; to take charge of her emotions. She felt tired suddenly. Tired of trying to change herself for the sake of those around her. Tired of having to deal with all this drama. How some of her classmates did it, she'd never understand. Then again, most of them had alcohol or drugs to go to when shit like this happened. Emilia had tried a little alcohol and look what had happened. Silently, she made a small vow to stay away from drinking for at least a little while. After all, it had only made her thougs more mixed up than they already had been when she was with Luke. Who knows what it could do around other people.

She was a little surprised when Faden stood next to her. She hadn't expected for him to stay. Then again, she hadn't expected to tell him about what had happened either. Most guys she knew would run at the first sight of drama such as this. And yet, here he was. Taking in a slow breath, she smiled shakily as he mentioned staying away from the clubs. "I guess so." She said quietly. Although she might have liked to have a friend there with her. Wait...Friend. It sank in a little that she was either becoming friends with Faden, or already was one. It was funny how things snuck up on you like that. And at the moment, it was comforting to know that she had a friend who wouldn't run away from her drama.

At his question, Emilia thought for a moment. Would she be alright? She didn't quite know at the moment, but assumed she would be. Slowly, things would return to normal as they always did. "I think so..." She said softly, but with an ounce of confidence in her voice. That was the one thing she could count on. Time would always erase things like this. Eventually, the details would become hazy, and she wouldn't feel so bad about it. "I'm sorry, Faden. I didn't mean to put all that on you." She looked up at him again, noticing that he didn't look like he pitied her. Good. She would have hated it if he had. She almost smiled again before continuing. "It just kind of slipped out I guess."

[faden]

He watched her smile weakly, But small as it was, it was still a smile. And Faden liked to make people smile, even if it was the smallest amount. He looked up at the people passing them. They seemed to be of all ages and styles. There were girls with green spiked mohawks and old men, wearing glasses with walking cans. There were girls that looked like young models and men with more peircing that skin cells in seemed. Vegas was truly diverse because it ran on the promise of making money, which although few did, it gave people a chance. And if there's one thing that unifies every type of person, it's money. Faden didn't get it. Maybe it was becuase he had to work so hard for the little money he had to use that taking the risk of losing it was horrifying.

"I'm sorry, Faden. I didn't mean to put all that on you."

He smiled and stood up straight. Putting his weight back on to his own feet but still keeping eye contact with Emilia, "Eh, what are friends for? Besides, I'm amazed you could keep it in so long." He said with a small shrugg before realizing what he said, "I mean....we are friends right?" He asked, seriously wondering, just so it was clear. It had happened way to many times where Faden would speak to someone for a bit and then when he attempted to say hello in the halways at school they'd shun him. And although he pretended he didn't mind. It hurt. Emilia didn't seem the type but still, he'd like to know.

((Crappy post I know. I forgot what I was going to talk about in the thrid Paragraph))

[krueger]

"I mean....we are friends right?"

Emilia was glad for the slight change in subject. It made her relax further. She was a little amused that Faden asked her that question, but didn't laugh. Mainly because his voice had taken a slightly serious tone. "I think so. I mean...I think we are. Unless you don't. Then...That's okay too." She shrugged a little, having added in the last bit just in case he didn't think that they were. Because he had asked the question, she assumed that wasn't the case, but you never did know with people. Especially since they had actually only talked to each other twice before now.

Emilia shrugged herself off the wall, looking around at the people walking on the sidewalk near them. It amazed her that so many people that were all so different came together in one place like they did in Las Vegas. She saw people with bright colored hair talking with others who looked as plain as she did. She thought it was funny, mainly because if things like this happened at Valkyire, things would be assumed that may destroy and means of contact between the two people. But here, no one seemed to think twice about it. It amazed her how places like these were so much different from what she was used to.

{{Sorry for the crappy post. I didn't know what to do next. xD}}