She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
currently
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
or never left
hiding from the rain
ahnaf abrar
fw
i love it here
i was tempted to lie about my name
feel you
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
idk
you have a beautiful account btw
lol yea
is this you as well
plato
yeah