So, maybe she really was imagining things but she still carried a weight of unrest at how familiar this girl was. Sure, she'd said they'd never met but, hey, stranger things happened. "Hmm... I probably did mistake you. I'm not from... around here so I guess faces and names kind of blend after a while." Lightning shrugged, brushing back her strawberry blonde locks. "Yeah, well, I'm still not used to the whole 'boyfriend' thing but... I know he loves me." At her own words, Lightning's faint smile would seem far brighter than any other smile she'd attempted so far and the mere fact that her gaze found her boots was proof enough she felt the same.
Really, the teen didn't understand why she was speaking so much. It wasn't like her to talk to anyone, let alone admit things she had to complete strangers. It just... felt like she could talk to Aerith. Not that she even knew her name. Even that probably wouldn't prod her memory to the picture of the girl Zack had loved. Of course, Lightning knew he still loved Aerith, even if he never said it. You didn't just stop loving someone, even if you fell in love with someone new.
Mumbling words of thanks for the flowers, Lightning turned and took a step, only for the sound of breaking wood to come from behind her. Soon followed by Aerith's saddened voice. Turning around, Lightning scrunched her nose at the sight of the broken wheel. "...hmph." Resting her bouquets on the top of the wagon, she grabbed the wheel and put it in the wagon too, before crouching behind the wagon and grasping underneath, grunting as she lifted the back end. "You pull, I'll carry."
It was something she wouldn't have done normally but she felt like she had to. Aside from how this girl poked at her memory, she'd acted like a total goob and kind of wanted to prove she wasn't entirely self-absorbed and insane.
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Date: 2009-08-27 01:36 am (UTC)Really, the teen didn't understand why she was speaking so much. It wasn't like her to talk to anyone, let alone admit things she had to complete strangers. It just... felt like she could talk to Aerith. Not that she even knew her name. Even that probably wouldn't prod her memory to the picture of the girl Zack had loved. Of course, Lightning knew he still loved Aerith, even if he never said it. You didn't just stop loving someone, even if you fell in love with someone new.
Mumbling words of thanks for the flowers, Lightning turned and took a step, only for the sound of breaking wood to come from behind her. Soon followed by Aerith's saddened voice. Turning around, Lightning scrunched her nose at the sight of the broken wheel. "...hmph." Resting her bouquets on the top of the wagon, she grabbed the wheel and put it in the wagon too, before crouching behind the wagon and grasping underneath, grunting as she lifted the back end. "You pull, I'll carry."
It was something she wouldn't have done normally but she felt like she had to. Aside from how this girl poked at her memory, she'd acted like a total goob and kind of wanted to prove she wasn't entirely self-absorbed and insane.