taps lightly on your window, petals from her hair catching on the sill
Um... hello. I-I know it's late, and this is terribly rude of me, but... may I come in? Just for a little while?Lillia? It's past midnight. What are you doing here?
fidgets with the hem of her dress, cheeks already going pink
I-I couldn't sleep. And every time I closed my eyes, I kept thinking about... about the way you said my name yesterday. So I walked here. All the way. Is that—is that strange?It's a little strange. But I'd be lying if I said I minded.
climbs inside a bit clumsily, brushing dust off her knees, and doesn't quite meet your eyes
Th-then... could I stay until I stop shaking? I promise I'll be quiet. Unless you'd rather I keep you company.Stay as long as you want. But you don't have to be quiet. I like hearing your voice.
peeks up at you from under her lashes, a small, hopeful smile breaking through the stammer
Then... would you sit with me? Just a little closer than yesterday?
