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“Sometimes it’s not as easy as it sounds. I know she cares about me. It’s just…Ryder fucked shit up for her or something. I dunno. It’s like we make progress and then it seems we went five steps backwards. But I don’t mind in a way. I know that feeling more than anything.” He remembered that time that he seemed to just piss Caspar off all the time. Looking at her he shrugged. “Probably because it seems like you need someone to worry about you. I dunno you’re a lot like Nina in some ways. Just like Bunny is with Rea. So of course he finds it easy to worry about you. To care about you because he-“ He paused as he shrugged. He left the sentence hanging because he didn’t know what else she wanted him to say. He didn’t want to argue about makeup with her since it was hard as he shook his head and made himself more comfortable by pulling her closer. “She doesn’t let me cuddle with her much more cause she has him.” He pouted and sighed. “And Caspy doesn’t have enough hair.” He wondered if hair was that important to him or he just liked fluffy hair. “But that’s how life works isn’t it? We mess up shit like that. You can’t tell me you haven’t done that before. Sides it sounded like he really didn’t mean to make you feel shitty. Just tell him he did and he’ll apologize right?” He looked at her and smiled sleepily. “I am a cat. Everyone tells me I am.”

Slightly tilting her head to the side so she could look up at Blake, the girl hummed in response. She could both see where Blake was coming from and what Nicole’s point was. If in a way or another, her friendship with someone else was sort of fucked up, that’d eventually affect the way she saw other people and her friendships with others. Iris could understand that only too well. “Perhaps things will get better somehow, in the future? Just give her time, maybe that’s all she needs.” the girl responded, although she wasn’t even sure if he wanted her opinion on this or if he was just saying whatever was on his mind. She didn’t mind either. In fact, anything that could distract her from her prior fight with Lawrence or her wandering thoughts was very much welcomed. Raising an eyebrow at the boy when he trailed his own sentence off, Iris was unsure whether she should question him further or not. She had all she needed though, he had replied to her question and there was no need to keep asking about the topic, so she just nodded and replied in a rather quiet tone, “Alright, sounds fair enough.” Nuzzling into his chest when he pulled her closer, Iris couldn’t help but laugh at his explanation, “Maybe you should tell Caspar to grow his hair.” she smirked up at him. A shrug of her shoulders was as much of an answer as Blake got to his question. She knew Lawrence hadn’t meant it but it didn’t change the fact, it had pissed her off. “Yeah, I guess.” And when he told her how everyone said he was a cat, she could only agree with them. He definitely did resemble to one. “Gonna change your contact name to koneko.” she managed to say, a yawn escaping her lips.

“Is it? Sometimes I honestly doubt Nina loves me as much as I love her.” He shrugged it off though. He didn’t expect the girl who was so picky about who she liked and didn’t like to love him. Yet. He was going to make himself grow on her till she had no choice but to accept she loved him back. “Well he sees you as his child too.” Blake had found that sometimes it was easier to let things spill that you didn’t mean to then try to keep them in. He wasn’t someone who really needed to have the upper hand all the time in conversations. Sometimes he just let others because if he didn’t really care why put all this effort into being number one? “Yes they make your eyelashes longer. Or something. I dunno it makes it harder to see your eyes in my opinion.” He shrugged it off deciding that he wasn’t about to argue about a subject t he knew nearly nothing about. Hearing her next words made Blake whine. “Nina would let me.” Actually more so Nicole let him because he already would make himself comfortable and he knew she couldn’t escape his cuddles. Closing his eyes he listened to her as he cuddled her closer when she played with his hair. He hummed to show he was listening as he didn’t know her ex died. “That does cause some emotional problems. Especially if you’re still a bit in love with him.” His tone was nothing but soft in that. “Maybe it’s the opposite. Maybe you don’t want to feel sometihng and that’s why you sleep around. But only you know what’s the answer. Either way I doubt he meant harm from that.” He shrugged his shoulders. “What’s a koneko?” 

With her head tilted to the side, the British girl pondered on whether she should or shouldn’t question him about it. She ended up deciding on the later. It wasn’t really her place to say anything, it wasn’t her business to mind either. “You can’t measure love. As long as she loves you, you should be happy.” Was all she said, the tone in her voice nonchalant even if the words were far more gentle than what often came out of the short girl’s mouth. Iris wasn’t a gentle one, wasn’t a girly girl who measured everything she said, so when the words slid past her lips they felt almost like they were foreigner in a way. Blinking her brown eyes, she looked up at Blake again, unsure of what to say. “Does he? Why?” she questioned and that was as much as she needed to know for her confusion to go away. Growing up she had slowly become less and less curious about things hence why she had learnt how to not ask so much questions throughout the time. A light laugh escaped her lips when he mentioned mascara made it harder to see her eyes, she didn’t think that was the case but she wouldn’t argue with him about it. Not now, she had other stuff to worry about. “Would be worse if I constantly wore eyeliner. Mascara isn’t that bad.” Amusement was written all over her face when he started whining, her teeth sinking down on her lip to stop herself from laughing at how childlike he looked in that moment. “You gotta ask Nikky then ‘cos I won’t let ya.” she simply replied, a smirk tugging on the corners of her lips until it fully appeared on her features. Her fingers came to a halt when she heard what he had said, she didn’t even know if she was still in love with Luke. More so, she was in love with the memories, with the fact someone had wanted to see the real Iris. “Mm, I know he didn’t mean any harm. Still hurt though. Don’t think he should speak without getting his facts straight.” she mumbled, a sigh escaping her lips before she started playing with his hair again. “Right. Koneko is like kitten in Japanese.”

         And a reason to be that way.