* youâre my only friend.* - (From Becky to one of your broody girls )
Angel peeks up from her work, gingerly setting down her soldering tool and blinking wide at Becky. It isnât often sheâs ever given reassurance or something akin to a compliment, itâs visible on the soft look shock on her features. It takes her a moment to compose herself, her face warming as she reaches over to take the blondes hand. âThe feeling is very mutual Becks.â She pauses, squinting her eyes suspiciously. âNot that I donât appreciate the ego boost, is everything alright?â












