Swiftcurrent Creek My girl don't want me cause of my dirty laundry

She could forgive anyone who tried, with ease. It felt nice, being wanted, and so long as her boundaries were respected, she could easily forgive that first trespass. She shook her head, and made to warmly reassure her- until Reverie spoke again.

Now, she felt herself lacking. Undesirable, now, considering what she would not give to Reverie. She felt insufficient, and bothered. It frustrates her that Reverie would want nothing from her, if she could not have everything she wanted. 

And Moss would not compromise.

”We don’t have to talk about it right now.” She said, wanting as long as she could have, in this little bit of peace she found.