[Her mind is still reeling from everything. It hasn't been long since she came to her senses and found herself here, part of a story she's never heard of, but not an uncommon tale. Doomed lovers that meet a tragic end. How fitting. If only these dreamscapes had the ability to leave sensitive topics well enough alone.
And it only got worse when she found out who had the role of Romeo. Seriously, this is all a little messed up. Knowing how this is supposed to play out doesn't make it any easier. It's like her feelings are being toyed with, and everything suddenly feels so overwhelming. Try as she might to put it behind her, seeing Marui here as the story's promised suitor to her Juliet only made this more awkward.
For a brief moment, Marui is able to make her smile, make her forget of the impending tragedy, of how this dreamscape is mocking her feelings. She even tries to play along, stumbling over her lines that seem to come to her out of nowhere, turning down his affections- the guy that's actually her boyfriend. They share a few laughs. But in reality, everything is weighing down on her, and she feels a twisting knot in her stomach. This isn't real, but the way her emotions are being toyed with is. And the tragedy that will inevitably take place, well...
It's a lot.
But she tries her best to keep up a front, smiling and teasing Marui/Paris, playing along as she should, while deep down she's wracked with guilt.
Time out in the garden gives her the fresh air that she needs, and she slips her mask off. While it's hard, almost painful, to not be infected by Marui's often contagious cheer, her own optimism usually a good match to his tenacity, in this very moment everything has hit a little too close to home. And it's left her winded.
She manages a weak smile and a small laugh when he offers her the cake, reaching for it, but not touching it.]
Why am I not surprised that you've managed to gravitate towards the cake?
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And it only got worse when she found out who had the role of Romeo. Seriously, this is all a little messed up. Knowing how this is supposed to play out doesn't make it any easier. It's like her feelings are being toyed with, and everything suddenly feels so overwhelming. Try as she might to put it behind her, seeing Marui here as the story's promised suitor to her Juliet only made this more awkward.
For a brief moment, Marui is able to make her smile, make her forget of the impending tragedy, of how this dreamscape is mocking her feelings. She even tries to play along, stumbling over her lines that seem to come to her out of nowhere, turning down his affections- the guy that's actually her boyfriend. They share a few laughs. But in reality, everything is weighing down on her, and she feels a twisting knot in her stomach. This isn't real, but the way her emotions are being toyed with is. And the tragedy that will inevitably take place, well...
It's a lot.
But she tries her best to keep up a front, smiling and teasing Marui/Paris, playing along as she should, while deep down she's wracked with guilt.
Time out in the garden gives her the fresh air that she needs, and she slips her mask off. While it's hard, almost painful, to not be infected by Marui's often contagious cheer, her own optimism usually a good match to his tenacity, in this very moment everything has hit a little too close to home. And it's left her winded.
She manages a weak smile and a small laugh when he offers her the cake, reaching for it, but not touching it.]
Why am I not surprised that you've managed to gravitate towards the cake?