Blue had been a little bitter, grouping guitar in with the things she'll
never do someday: be a cultural anthropologist, backpack
through Poland, save her mother, meet her father or decide she doesn't
care, not go to prom, kiss Gansey, make up her own future stubbornly.
But guitar is far from one of those things.
Blue can't just admit that Ronan's right though, so she says "is that an
offer?" with an arched eyebrow.
She hasn't quite forgiven him, but she understands it. That might be worse,
in a way, but a less angry one. She takes a second to press down on random
notes, frowning as she picks at the strings. They sound a little dull under
unpracticed fingers.
Ronan's smirk is sudden and sharp and she flushes, scowling. "You're not
supposed to know about that," she protests. It's sort of nice, though, that
it's coming up like this, and not in a fit of jealousy.
"It'd have to have a verse in Welsh," she jokes, tucking at her hair. "Or I
don't have a shot."
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Date: 2015-12-22 02:02 am (UTC)Blue had been a little bitter, grouping guitar in with the things she'll never do someday: be a cultural anthropologist, backpack through Poland, save her mother, meet her father or decide she doesn't care, not go to prom, kiss Gansey, make up her own future stubbornly.
But guitar is far from one of those things.
Blue can't just admit that Ronan's right though, so she says "is that an offer?" with an arched eyebrow.
She hasn't quite forgiven him, but she understands it. That might be worse, in a way, but a less angry one. She takes a second to press down on random notes, frowning as she picks at the strings. They sound a little dull under unpracticed fingers.
Ronan's smirk is sudden and sharp and she flushes, scowling. "You're not supposed to know about that," she protests. It's sort of nice, though, that it's coming up like this, and not in a fit of jealousy.
"It'd have to have a verse in Welsh," she jokes, tucking at her hair. "Or I don't have a shot."