"Yeah, well, back home I was a shiny novelty," I tell him self-consciously, shrugging as I reach for a napkin. "But that's not what I am to you. Right?"
It's a moment of insecurity, one that I mostly know is ridiculous. I'm nothing here, a complete nobody, so I know that Bittle likes me for who I am. For some reason.
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Date: 2016-05-31 09:02 pm (UTC)It's a moment of insecurity, one that I mostly know is ridiculous. I'm nothing here, a complete nobody, so I know that Bittle likes me for who I am. For some reason.