WeepingWisteria

Nahi gulped. “H-Have you… checked who your roommate is?”

Nahi felt themselves whine again. This was unfair. And rude.

Cyra watched as the scrapper started to warp and bend. Subterran skin was a special kind of stone. Only one metal on Earth was strong enough to pierce it directly. ...

Nahi nodded. This was fine. Totally, completely, absolutely fine.

Nahi couldn’t stop the embarrassing whine that left them, their knees dangerously close to giving out. This felt like an onslaught. This felt like war.

Nahi gasped sharply, their mouth slamming shut. They rushed forward and very quickly shook Shara’s hand.

Nahi’s knees felt weak. “C-cool.”

Nahi swallowed. Words. Words were things. That they should use. Yeah. “Uh… Nahimana. Kadoka. But you can just… call me Nahi.”

Nahi tried to make it look like they weren’t cowering. Why? Why? Why ?

Nahi choked, coughing as their lungs decided to take a vacation.

Nahi shook their head rapidly. “I’m, uh, not… not really? No.”

Nahi stumbled back like they had just been shot. “I… um… what? Pardon? I… huh?”

Nahi cleared their throat. “Are… are you looking for a long distance partner or something?” Their brain was scrambling for a rational explanation for why anyone would be flirting like ...

Nahi froze. “I- what?” They took a slight step back, their face growing warm in embarrassment and ahhhhh because what was that? Who was that? Why would this person both ...

Nahi looked up at the person. "You were... talking to me?"