[ hey there Caesar bod (evilgrin) -- not that Millie's at the right angle to see it anyway. Or wants to see it. Right, sorry, serious log. ]
D-do you promise? [ His words, though maybe giving the most faintest of optimism to her (if it could be even heard), didn't stop the tears any less. Millie of course couldn't just stop - but even if she could, would she?
Already holding onto his hand, Millie brought a hand down to his and lifted it up. She then put her pinkie finger to his, wrapping it as tight as a little pinkie finger could. ] P-pro-- promise!
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D-do you promise? [ His words, though maybe giving the most faintest of optimism to her (if it could be even heard), didn't stop the tears any less. Millie of course couldn't just stop - but even if she could, would she?
Already holding onto his hand, Millie brought a hand down to his and lifted it up. She then put her pinkie finger to his, wrapping it as tight as a little pinkie finger could. ] P-pro-- promise!