Liz had never been good at picking up when someone liked her unless it was pretty blatant. She probably wouldn't have realized it with Peter for a long time either.
She shifts on the bed, drawing her knees up to her chest and hugs her knees with her arms.
"I guess I'm glad then that you and Sora made those fireworks." And he had been dressed up as Spider-Man at the time.
Liz paused, then a little quieter. "I'm sorry about Sora." That he was gone, she meant. Liz had liked him.
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Date: 2018-05-10 02:01 am (UTC)She shifts on the bed, drawing her knees up to her chest and hugs her knees with her arms.
"I guess I'm glad then that you and Sora made those fireworks." And he had been dressed up as Spider-Man at the time.
Liz paused, then a little quieter. "I'm sorry about Sora." That he was gone, she meant. Liz had liked him.