[And then there’s a really long gap where Sunny simply stares at his notebook, unable to figure out what to put into words. Kel might see the forming of letters only to have that erased, half-conceptualized thoughts, even a small doodle (because he thought it would help, but no). In the end, all Sunny can come up with is two words.]
Not here. [And sending those still doesn’t stop the anxiety cramping his stomach.]
The way the Sunny in me just went “oh no” XD
[And then there’s a really long gap where Sunny simply stares at his notebook, unable to figure out what to put into words. Kel might see the forming of letters only to have that erased, half-conceptualized thoughts, even a small doodle (because he thought it would help, but no). In the end, all Sunny can come up with is two words.]
Not here. [And sending those still doesn’t stop the anxiety cramping his stomach.]