03-26-2021, 10:22 AM
[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — [abbr=VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS, THE TYPHOON, PRIVATEER (HP), 10 MONTHS, CRUSHING ON DANNY]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Lumia and Danny were the ones to actually stop by and see what was going on, though Vayne appreciated them doing so. She expected it, really, considering how close she was to the two of them. Vayne looked up at Lumia as her aunt prodded her with a paw, trying to force a small smile despite the pounding headache she felt. "I... I've just got a headache. I think... it should go away eventually. Maybe-" She mewed in response, before Danny's thoughts about her maybe dying popped into her head.
Vayne looked at him in shock, as if he had said the words out loud. "I-I'm not dying, I swear it's just a headache." She stammered, still not completely connecting the dots yet, but slowly getting there. She did note that Danny didn't really say his thoughts out loud, but she thought maybe he muttered them under his breath and she just didn't catch it. She hadn't really been looking at him in that specific moment, after all.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Vayne looked at him in shock, as if he had said the words out loud. "I-I'm not dying, I swear it's just a headache." She stammered, still not completely connecting the dots yet, but slowly getting there. She did note that Danny didn't really say his thoughts out loud, but she thought maybe he muttered them under his breath and she just didn't catch it. She hadn't really been looking at him in that specific moment, after all.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]