lost and insecure

A-Are you awake?

Mhm. What's wrong?

Color with me? Pretty please?

What do you wanna color?

  `I d-don’t think you’re lying… I-I just…` He sighs softly and wraps his arms protectively around himself, `I-I really don’t think I’m that good a-at singing. The o-only one who ever t-told me I was good w-was Darren, and I never wanted to sing after I was r-rescued. I-It’s a personal thing.`

Oh, I'm sorry for listening.

You’re wrong, but I still love you.

No you're wrong. I love you more.

  `Yeah, yeah, sure.` He smiles, thankfully, though. `Thanks, Tara.`

You think I'm lying.

That’s all you, T.

Nu uh, it's all you.

Ceci?

Nothing, Lyn.

You're lying. Don't lie.

Mhm, I’ll keep you safe.

You're the best.

But I love you so much Lynny. 

Fine, I'll share. But only because I love you a lot.

  `No need to flatter me, Lynnie, don’t say things that aren’t true.`

I'm not flattering you, it's the truth!

Please leave me alone.

What's wrong Grandpa K?

Mhm, I mean it.

I literally just spent thirteen hours straight playing League of fucking Legends. Christ, I need to get a life.

What's League of Legends?

Then I don't think you're gonna be.