“I know you’ve been feeling down lately, so I thought I’d keep you company for a while.” “Do you wanna talk about it or should we just snuggle?” “Listen… I’m here for you.” “Hey, guess who loves you? It’s me!” “I love you more than I love [favourite thing].” “I could hug you all day.” “Nobody fucks with my friends. Except me. But that’s different.” “Hey, I bought you something.” “Hey, I made you something.” “You did this for me? Thankyou!” “You’re my friend, I’m not going to leave you.” “I’m not just here for good days. I’m here for the bad ones, too.” “They don’t like you because they don’t know you like I do.” “Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it.” “You’re my favourite person.” “Have I ever told you how great you are?” “Do you want to do something together? To take your mind off of it?” “Look, even my parents love you. You’re amazing.” “I’m freezing, hold me.”
Fingers skitter across an enlarged flashcard, flexing into raised lettering of a single word. The thumb grazes the slope of its edge, and his brows crease as he attempts to mouth the term. It’s clear that the pharaoh is struggling to read. His voice lifts with chipped pronunciation and with piecemeal comprehension, he extends the card for his company.
“Will you pronounce this for me?”
Anna blinked and looked around. This… wasn’t her kitchen. Or any other room in her house. She threw her head back and stomped her feet softly in complaint.
After her brief moment of self pity, she started paying attention to her surroundings. She heard a voice and turned around a corner to see where it was coming from.
“Euh…” She frowned slightly and read the flash card. “Synonymous.”
Fae Bae 