[Hearing Frieda talk about it so fondly… the tone of her voice and the nostalgia of her own memories seems to melt the tension right out of him again.
He finds himself nodding in agreement… because that’s what it had felt like to him. Not a desert, but endless days of fun with his friends.
Until… he had ruined that too.]
…
[He hid beneath the toucan side of the hat for a moment, taking a few breaths and trying to find the courage to speak again. With Frieda, it was easier than others. His voice was still small.]
What… was your… favorite? [She had listed a lot, but what did she enjoy the most out of all that? Did she have anything at all?]
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He finds himself nodding in agreement… because that’s what it had felt like to him. Not a desert, but endless days of fun with his friends.
Until… he had ruined that too.]
…
[He hid beneath the toucan side of the hat for a moment, taking a few breaths and trying to find the courage to speak again. With Frieda, it was easier than others. His voice was still small.]
What… was your… favorite? [She had listed a lot, but what did she enjoy the most out of all that? Did she have anything at all?]