#aescende

“I’m ready to try again, if you are?”

the only thing that’d get me to drag myself to a t100 con nowadays is alycia debnam carey tbh

“  alright,  you have thirty seconds.  go ahead.  tell me i’m wrong.  ” 

    “ No. ” Clarke agreed. “ But you didn’t tell me what you were planning and that’s basically the same thing. You want me to trust you, Lexa, then you make it impossible. ”

“ you know that’s not true. ” she shook her head. “ you should know that better than anyone. ” humans could be bad, sure. they both knew there were things out there that were far worse. “ the things i’ve done, my family has done... it’s nothing compared to what the monsters out there have. there’s a reason we do what we do. ”

Clarke took a deep breath, shaking her head minutely.  “ I don’t know. I want to, I do. You haven’t made it easy. ”

    It had been a month since Clarke moved back home. She was still getting used to it, having been gone for so long. It was the last thing she’d wanted, but there had been no alternative. Finn had left her with nothing. Not even her pride. The fire of rage and embarrassment still burned in her heart, scarring her with a near permanent frown.     She’d made somewhat of a habit of going to the local coffee shop, Mug Shot, to sketch. It had a calming effect on her mind. A few days a week she’d sit in the armchair by the window and watch the cars go by, drawing the birds on the telephone wires.     Clarke was standing on the street corner waiting for the light to change when she spotted a familiar face. The young woman looked almost the same as she did in high school. Her hair was longer and she’d lost the baby fat around her face, but it was definitely her. Lexa.     As she strolled closer, Clarke lifted a hand in greeting, hoping to catch her eye.

        “Hey! Lexa, is that you?” She called.

@aescende​ said   shot : my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses house for aid. :/   from this one word prompt  - accepting