Author's Note:
Phenonanon; just to clarify, Pyrrha and Ruby were engaged at the time before the incident. Ruby worked at the same place Cinder did, hence the calling Pyrrha the "fiancé of someone that Cinder used to work with".
As Yang pulled her bike to the side of the road and turned off the engine, she noticed the two arms snaked around her stomach did not loosen. She could not help but smile. It was always fun taking someone out for a ride on Bumblebee for the first time. Maybe she should have been a little gentler. After a few moments of silence, she turned, giving her passenger a little nudge.
"You can loosen up now, we're here." Yang informed with a small chuckle.
Raising her head from Yang's back, Cinder looked around. "Oh."
As the older woman dismounted the motorcycle, Yang took a quick look around the area, and something occurred to her. The neighbourhood was... well, a bit of a shithole if she was being honest. Littered street, damaged buildings, dozens of cracked windows, empty lots... it looked... awful. It seemed like the kind of place someone would be when they get robbed. "Is this... really where you live?" Yang wondered, a look of surprise on her face.
"It looks bad, I'm aware. Time and poverty makes paupers of us all." Cinder responded with a sad chuckle.
"Is it... safe here?" Yang inquired.
"Enough." Cinder simply replied. "It's not the cleanest district, the people are generally unsociable, and the sirens became annoying after a while... but I've only been mugged once-"
"You've been mugged?" Yang interrupted. She was concerned before, now she was worried.
Cinder did not respond immediately, which only worried the blonde further. "Well... she tried to mug me, I was very tired... Once she realized I had nothing to offer but my key she left." Yang breathed a small sigh of relief. She knew how rough the other woman already had it, and being robbed would have just been salt on the wound. "But it's not all bad." Cinder continued. "I... met someone here."
Yang raised a brow. "You met someone? Damn Cinder you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend! Or... girlfriend..."
A small blush found its way to Cinder's face. "W-We're not together... She's just a friend..."
"Oh? Is this the kind of friend who you share a bed with from time to time?" Yang asked with a smirk.
"I- We- um..." Cinder stammered, the blush on her face growing.
Yang let out a chuckle. "I'm just teasing ya, I know it's none of my business." After a few moments of silence, she continued. "So uh, you want me to walk you up?"
Cinder shook her head. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm alright. Thank you for the ride."
"No problem at all, but are you sure?" Yang pressed. "Because it's really no problem-"
"Yang, I know you're concerned, but I'm fine." Cinder interjected with a smile.
Yang sighed, but nodded. "Alright." As the older woman turned to walk toward the apartment building, she called out. "Hey Cinder, before you go..."
Cinder turned back to face the blonde. "Yes?"
"You're still wearing my mom's spare helmet." Yang informed, pointing to her own head.
Cinder blinked before looking up and finding she was indeed still wearing the piece of black headgear.
"Oh."
Well that day was a disaster.
After dropping Cinder off, Yang decided to head home for the night - Her shift was over anyway so there was nothing left for her to do. "Honey I'm home!" She called out into her shoe box of an apartment as she closed the door.
There was no answer.
Not like she was expecting one anyway.
After hanging up her jacket and helmet in the closet, Yang made her way into into the living room - technically the main room since the apartment only had a few rooms - and plopped down onto the couch with a sigh. Though she should think about going to bed earlier - especially after the prior night - she had something to do first. Fishing her scroll from her pocket, Yang navigated to her mom's contact.
Yang: Hey mom, you got a sec?
A few minutes went by without an answer, so the blonde decided to switch on the television to try to find something to watch while she waited. Unfortunately, she flipped through channel after channel and nothing really seemed that interesting - She ended up just turning it off and heading to her room. Might as well get ready for bed while she waited.
As Yang entered her bedroom, she stripped off her shirt - not even bothering with undoing the buttons - and threw it into the hamper. Next followed her bra - which felt great - and then her pants. After depositing those into the hamper as well, she grabbed her favourite cat-themed pajamas from their place on her very unkept bed. It was always both a great feeling and sad feeling. The former because they were extremely comfortable, and the latter because... who they reminded her of... Yang shook the thought from her head. She did own more pairs, but she only ever wore them when the cat-themed ones needed to be washed.
Once Yang had her pajamas on, she checked her scroll once more. Still no answer. Guess it was time for dinner then.
Making her way through the apartment and into the kitchen, she flipped open the fridge in search for some food. She did not feel like cooking. Luckily she did not have to look far, as there was a perfectly good container of vegetarian dumplings on the top shelf - courtesy of a lovely dinner with Ruby and Pyrrha the previous week. Yang was always thankful that the pair invited her over every so often. It meant that she did not have to spend so much time alone in her apartment... Plus she always got a free meal to take home. So that was nice.
Loading some dumplings onto a plate, Yang placed them into the microwave. As she turned the appliance on, her scroll suddenly buzzed.
Raven: Hey sorry about that, had to mop up a spill. What's up?
Yang: I just wanted to talk about Cinder with you.
Raven: What, you like her or something? What happened to that booty call you had?
Yang: No mom I don't like her, at least not in that way. I wanted to talk about her living situation.
Raven: What about it?
Yang: It's horrible. She lives in a crime ridden slum, and I'm honestly worried.
Raven: Has she expressed concern over where she lives?
Yang: No, but that doesn't make it any better mom. I remember how comfortably Ruby used to live on her own, so to see Cinder living in a place like that was... shocking.
Raven: I understand your concern Yang, but it's not like we can force her to move out of there. I'm not sure she could even afford it.
Yang sighed. She had a feeling that would be her mom's answer. Unfortunately she was not wrong, there was not really anything they could do. They could not force her to move somewhere else, and there was no way Cinder would be comfortable moving in with either of them. She had met them less than a week ago after all.
Yang: Then what do you think we should do?
Raven: I don't know. All we can really do is make sure she's comfortable and safe at work.
Yang: Alright. I'll see ya tomorrow night mom.
Raven: See ya kiddo.
Wait, what?
Yang: Kiddo? Who are you Qrow?
Raven: Thought I'd try something, but fine. I will see you tomorrow daughter of mine.
Yang: Lol okay. Night mom.
Putting away her phone, Yang retrieved her food from the microwave - and it smelled delicious. It was true that her own cooking was good - when she actually bothered to cook - but Pyrrha was practically a master chef. She could probably even compete with Summer, who was an actual professional chef. Maybe she should arrange another cooking contest between the two sometime... Anything to get them to cook for her.
Once Yang finished her meal, it did not take long for her to end up doing what she did most nights; browsing the internet. It was not like she had anything better to do anyway. Video after video, post after post, meme after meme... the next thing she knew, a few hours had passed... Oops. Maybe she should think about getting some sleep. Unfortunately, right before she went to put her laptop to sleep, she caught a glimpse of a surprising post.
Cat Tails - Season 4, Episode 7 discussion
to r/cartoons
Did that already have another season? Yang thought it was not starting back up for another couple months. Well, since it was out, maybe she could watch a couple episodes... No, you stayed up late enough last night. You can't watch it in the morning. The rational part of her brain said. Yang sighed. Fine. As she closed her laptop and headed towards her room, her scroll buzzed once more. Who would be texting her at this hour? Pulling her scroll from her pocket, she checked the notification, and seeing who it was made it more confusing.
Neo
[Text Message]
Opening the message, Yang saw it was only a single word.
Tomorrow.
As the morning came, Yang woke up in a good mood. Not only did she not have to wake up for work - she much preferred the later shifts - but she had a date. Well, sort of a date. A companion date, with nudity, and sex, probably both... usually both.
After a nice breakfast - technically lunch considering how late she woke up - of scrambled eggs and toast, Yang hopped in the shower. It was such a nice way to wake up. The first thing she did was shave her legs, because she was not going to forget it again. The last time Yang showed up with unshaven legs, she was sent home to rectify that, and even when she came back she was denied an orgasm until Neo was satisfied. After that was done, it was onto the puss. Maybe she should shave it into a little heart... No, that was probably a bad idea. If she did that, Neo would not even think about touching her there, let alone eating her out. Impressing that woman sure was hard. Grabbing the razor from the shelf, she sighed. Guess it's clean shaven then.
Once Yang was out of the shower, it was back to her room to find a nice outfit. She ruffled through her closet and dresser, eventually finding something to wear - a yellow singlet top and a short black skirt. All the easier to take off. Laying the clothing on her bed, she moved onto her underwear drawer. She wanted to find something sexy, so anything tan or white was immediately out, which unfortunately was most of her underwear. Searching through what was left, Yang finally settled on a plain black thong - lest Neo rip another fancy lacy pair - and a black strapless bra. She would prefer to wear a sports bra, but Neo was more inclined to tear them too.
After she changed, Yang headed to the bathroom to finish getting ready - But not before catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she looked pretty damn hot. Hopefully Neo would think so too... Of course she will. Stop psyching yourself out. Yang told herself, shaking the negative thought from her head before making her way into the bathroom. It was time for one of the most important parts of getting ready; brushing her teeth - Because if she did not, her chances of a make-out session would drop from small to zero. Though it was understandable - No one wanted to kiss someone with bad breath. After that it was onto her makeup. Yang decided to go with something simple; some purple eye shadow. Neo loved her eyes, but hated cleaning up lipstick - she had made that very clear in the past. As she exited the bathroom, she heard her scroll buzz from the kitchen table.
Neo
[Text Message]
Opening the message, Yang saw it was just what she was waiting for - A single word yet again.
Neo: Playtime.
Looks like it's time to go.
Yang: Be right over babe.
Grabbing her keys and jacket, Yang gave herself one last check in the mirror before leaving her apartment. Since it was still fairly early in the day, the traffic was light... thankfully. Neo was not one that liked to be kept waiting. After a short ride, she pulled into the apartment's parking lot. When she turned off the engine, she let out a shaky breath. Neo always liked it when she was worked up before arriving, and Bumblebee was more than capable of taking care of that. Hopefully she would not have to clean the seat later.
As Yang ascended the stairs and approached Neo's door, she firmly knocked. After a minute it opened, revealing a very naked Neo, who had a smirk on her face. She had to admit, no matter how many times she laid her eyes on that gorgeous body, she never got tired of seeing it.
"Hey beautiful, I missed you-mmph!" Yang started, only to find the nozzle of a can shoved into her mouth, followed by a deluge of whipped cream. She barely had time to react before Neo grabbed her by the ass, and pulled her inside the apartment.
What a great start to their date.
Cinder had conflicting feelings about having a day off. On one hand, she had the chance to rest after the disaster that was the prior day, but on the other, that was a chunk of money that was not part of the advance Raven gave her.
As Cinder sat alone in her bed, she realized there was another problem - What was she going to do today? Maybe she should see what Nora was up to... No, the redhead spent hours comforting her the previous night, she deserved a break. Before she could think of another option, she felt her stomach rumble. Guess that means it's time for breakfast.
Pulling herself out of bed, Cinder made her way into the kitchen. When she opened the fridge door, another realization came - She was running dangerously low on food. Thankfully the carton of eggs was still half full, and there was still some bacon and a couple sausages left. She had been hesitant on eating it by herself since it was food that Nora brought from her own home, but unfortunately it seemed that was the only thing she had for breakfast... Sorry Nora. Maybe she should go shopping after she ate... That was probably a good idea.
Once Cinder had cooked and eaten - the eggs were not as amazing as when Nora made them, but they were passable - she cleaned her dishes and returned to the main room to change. Stripping off her pajamas, she grabbed a plain white bra from her closet before picking out a pair of dark blue jeans and a black long shirt. Nothing special, but it was enough to cover most of her burns. Once changed, she slipped on her shoes - not before slipping on her glove - and approached the front door. Cinder hated going out in public. Sure, she had to for work, but at least The Perch had somewhere to hide when she got overwhelmed. The grocery store had no such place. Just ignore the stares, you do it all the time. She told herself. No problem... I hope... Taking a deep breath, she headed out.
After a short walk, Cinder arrived at the closest grocery store. It may not be the largest one around, but it was enough - and there was no way she was going to go to a farther one just to see more items she could not afford. There were a few passing stares on the way, but she was able to ignore them. Grabbing a basket from the stack at the front entrance, she began walking through the isles. As she did, there were yet again passing stairs from other shoppers. She did her best to stay focused on her objective, but the more stares she noticed, the more she just wanted to go home and hide. Thankfully it did not take long for Cinder to find everything she was looking for, which was mostly food. As she got in one of the check out lines, she heard a familiar voice call out to her.
"Cindy?"
Turning towards the direction of the voice, Cinder found Nora standing in another line with a few small boxes in her hands. Upon noticing it was in fact her, the redhead skipped over to join her.
"Hiya Cindy! Long time no see" Nora joked. "What 'cha got there?"
Cinder smiled. "Just some food. My fridge was growing rather sparse."
"It did look a little on the empty side last time I was there." Nora chuckled.
"Well, not anymore." Cinder proudly responded. "What are you buying?"
Nora held up the boxes with a grin on her face. Four boxes of... condoms. "Some of my recent uh... friends have made it a habit of not bringing these, and they think it's fine but I've told them no way! The beaver ain't chomping down on that wood without one if you catch my drift."
Cinder nodded. "Yes Nora I understand."
"'Cause we can't have the beaver gettin' sick am I right?"
"Of course not." Cinder chuckled.
As the line moved forward, Nora piped up again. "So, what're ya doing after this? You got work today?"
Cinder shook her head. "No, my boss required me to have at least one day off per week."
"Sweet! You wanna' go out for a coffee?" Nora wondered. "My treat!"
Cinder thought for a moment. It was true she did not really have any plans for the rest of the day, but she was hesitant about letting Nora spend more money on her. She could not count how many times the redhead had bought things for her - be it food, coffee, hell she even bought her clothes when some of hers were ruined by a faulty setting on one of the dryers in their apartment building. Cinder already felt guilty over how much Nora did for her without wanting payback...
"You okay Cindy?" Nora asked, pulling the older woman from her thoughts.
"Oh, yes..." Cinder mumbled.
"So? How does coffee with this beautiful redhead sound?" Nora grinned.
Cinder let out a small chuckle. "Very well." Nora was about to speak up again but she continued. "But I'm paying for my own coffee this time. I know you mean well but I finally have a job now, so I can actually afford it."
After a moment Nora smiled.
"Deal!"
Café coffee was always the best.
After Cinder and Nora paid for their items and dropped them off at their respective apartments, they met up outside before walking over to O'Malley's. It was a nice family-owned café not too far from the building, and the redhead's favourite place to go for coffee. Once they arrived, the redhead ordered a Cappuccino - complete with chocolate shavings of course - while Cinder ordered a simple dark roast coffee... And not just because it was cheaper.
"Man, I still don't understand how you drink those!" Nora mocked as she sat down at a two-person table.
"Because I enjoy them Nora." Cinder defended, taking a seat across from her friend. "They have a rich taste."
"Well they're way too bitter for me." Nora grimaced before taking a sip of her own drink. "Oh that's good stuff..."
Cinder could not help but smile. That girl loves her sweet coffee. The next few minutes passed in silence, both women quietly drinking their beverages. But that was not really a bad thing. It was a pleasant silence.
"So how're your injuries doing?" Nora wondered after taking another sip.
"Better." Cinder responded. "They don't hurt anymore. and the cut on my face no longer needs a bandage. Unfortunately both are starting to bruise..." She offered a small chuckle. "I suppose it's convenient that I already cover myself this much..." She mumbled, shrinking slightly in her seat.
Nora did not respond immediately, instead she just stared at the other woman. "Hey Cindy... can you do something for me?"
"What is it?" Cinder wondered.
"Take your mask off."
Cinder blinked. Was she serious? "Nora... you know I can't do that..."
"It'll just be for a second." Nora assured before taking a quick look around the room. "And nobody's looking! I swear it'll be quick! I just wanna show ya something."
Cinder hesitated. When was the last time she removed her mask while in public? If she was being honest, she could not remember. Hell, during the first month of wearing it, she barely it off in her own home - even when going to sleep. It was so... painful... seeing herself like that. Just another reminder that Emerald was gone... Suddenly she felt a hand on her own.
"Cindy?" Came Nora's voice, pulling the older woman from her thoughts. "You okay? Was that too far?"
After a moment Cinder shook her head. "No, it's just... are you sure?" Nora simply nodded, a reassuring smile on her face. Taking a deep breath, Cinder brought a now-shaking hand up to reach behind her head. Grabbing the elastic that held the mask on her face, she pulled it over her head until it came loose. Then she froze. You can do this. Cinder told herself before slowly removing the mask and placing it onto the table next to her drink. She wanted so badly to cover her now exposed face, to go home and hide, anything to make sure no one else saw her hideous appearance, but she resisted... somehow.
"Do you know what I see in front of me?" Nora inquired.
"W-What do you see?" Cinder echoed.
"A beautiful woman. You are a beautiful woman Cinder Fall."
Cinder opened her mouth several times to answer, but nothing came out. If she was being honest, she had no answer. Was Nora even being genuine? No... There was no way that anyone would genuinely call her burnt pizza-looking face beautiful. It was... disgusting. But the look on her friend's face... those eyes... that smile... they felt... real. Cinder could already feel tears welling in her eye. How could Nora think she was beautiful? How could anyone? In her own eyes - technically eye - she had not been anything remotely close to that since before the accident...
Feeling the tears beginning to stream down her face, Cinder sniffled before wiping them away. Opening her mouth once again, she was finally able to manage a response.
"Thank you..."
Yang awoke to a cold bed. Not surprising.
She began to pull herself up to stretch, but her hands caught on something above her head. Looking up, she saw a pair of pink and brown-furred handcuffs were binding her wrists to the headboard of the bed. Well that's not good. Maybe she should call Neo in.
"Nreogh?" Was not what Yang expected her voice to sound like, but she was fairly certain that was all she was going to get once she realized there was a ball gag in her mouth. Just perfect. Note to self, no more having ball gags and handcuffs at the same time.
Yang attempted to wriggle free from the cuffs, as well as to get the gag out of her mouth, but to no avail. Unfortunately she had to hold back her strength, lest she break anything - Neo would kill her if she did. Guess all I can do now is wait. It was not like Neo would just leave her there... right? No, actually, she had done that before. After one instance of their near-weekly playtime, she went out shopping while Yang was stuck in her bed, blindfolded and tied up with one of those crazy Mistrali full-body bondage knots. Well, all she could really do now was wait and see.
And so Yang waited, taking a look around the room as she did - at least as best she could. It seemed while Neo was up, she decided to clean up her room while the blonde was still asleep. Their clothes were no longer scattered around the room - hers were neatly folded on the bench at the end of the bed, while the other woman's were nowhere to be found. They were likely in her hamper... wherever that was. Neo was not one to share much about her home... or herself really. Hell, Yang did not even know what her pajamas looked like. The only time they ever slept together was after sex, and even then, she always passed out from being fucked silly by one of Neo's various sex toys. So it never really felt like they slept together.
As Yang continued to gaze around the room, she noticed how nice it actually was. A fairly sparse room. Excluding the double bed she was currently handcuffed to, there was only one other piece of furniture in it - a dresser in the corner. Other than that there was just a closet and some fancy-looking curtains. Though it was to be expected, Neo had said she only used the bedroom for sleeping and sex. She knew plenty about the latter.
One other thing Yang noticed was all the sex toys they used earlier were gone, put away... wherever Neo stored them. Probably in the dresser's drawers or in the closet. Well, aside from the handcuffs and ball gag that kept her stuck where she was. They had a bit of a crazy time earlier, though it was still fairly tame compared to some of their sessions in the past. There were a lot of things Yang had done for Neo in those past sessions, and unfortunately she was not quite comfortable with all of them, but Neo was always sure to pay her back... most of the time.
Thankfully the wait was not too much longer, as the door opened and Neo strode in... unfortunately not towards Yang. The blonde watched as the other woman walked across the room and over to the dresser to grab a pair of socks, before turning to leave.
"Nreogh!" Yang attempted to call out. Luckily Neo turned around... but instead of coming over to help, she just broke down in silent laughter. Once she calmed down, she put off freeing the blonde even further by taking out her scroll - probably for a picture. Neo then pulled the sides of her mouth up with two fingers, mimicking a smile. Might as well humour her. Yang thought to herself. It was probably the only way she was going to let her go anyway. So she faked a smile long enough for Neo to snap a few photos with her scroll.
Once Neo was done with her picture-taking, she produced a small key from her pocket. Of course she has it on her. Sauntering over to the bedside, she reached behind Yang's head to undo the ball gag.
"Gah, thanks babe."
Then instead of unlocking the handcuffs, Neo just grinned, dangling the key in front of Yang's face.
"So uh, I don't suppose you can let me go now?" Yang wondered. "I've got work tonight."
Neo just continued to grin as she put a hand behind her ear in expectation.
Yang knew exactly what she wanted. "Can you please let me go now?"
That seemed to be enough, as Neo reached over to the handcuffs and unlocked them, finally releasing the blonde.
"Ah, thanks." Yang smiled, rubbing her wrists as Neo took the handcuffs and placed them onto her dresser before leaving the room. When she tried to get up to follow her, she almost ended up falling on her face. Oh boy, little wobbly there. Yang thought as she steadied herself. Should make sure I stretch before heading to work later.
As Yang approached the bedroom door to follow Neo, she stopped, realizing she was still naked. Oops. Quickly throwing on her clothes from earlier, she followed the other woman to the apartment's main area... where she nowhere to be found. Taking a walk around, she found Neo was instead on her computer in her office... or studio... or whatever she called it.
Making her way towards the office, Yang opened her mouth to speak, but Neo must have heard her, as she swiftly raised a hand to stop her, not even looking up from her computer. She merely waved her away and returned to her work, fixated upon some new line art on her computer monitor. Yang sighed. Of course she's busy. She hates being interrupted. So there was nothing to be done but head out.
"I'll see you later babe." Yang mumbled before heading to leave the apartment, grabbing her motorcycle helmet on the way out. After exiting the building, she mounted and started up Bumblebee before pulling out of the parking lot and taking off down the street.
As she rode, Yang thought about how she wished she could have stayed, but she knew she would only be in the way. Neo was a concept artist for a local animation company - at least she was fairly certain she was - but she also spent a considerable amount of time working on various commission pieces, so most times they were unable to spend a lot of time together. It sucked, but Yang knew what it was like to be too busy to spend time with a partner, so she understood it. But at the same time, part of her felt like something was... missing, like their relationship was not what it could be, and not just because of Neo's work.
Since the day they started dating, Yang had wanted to go out on at least one real date - like a romantic dinner, or a movie, or hell even a nice walk... but that never happened. It was always the same thing - Arrive, bang, sleep, leave. They did not even cuddle. Sure the sex was great - Neo was quite the freak in the bedroom, she could always bring Yang to orgasm in mere minutes - but it was all they really had. If she was being honest, she wanted... more. She wished they could be more. She wished she could be Neo's proper girlfriend, rather than just... an occasional booty call. At least that was what it felt like sometimes.
After entering her apartments parking lot and pulling into her spot, Yang dismounted her bike... and sighed. It had been less than half an hour since she left Neo's place, so why did she already feel so... lonely? Normally she was able to ride the high at least until the next morning, but something just felt heavier than normal, dragging her down as she slumped toward the apartment entrance. She still had several hours before her shift, maybe she should see what Ruby and Pyrrha were up to.
As Yang entered her apartment, the first thing she did after hanging up her helmet was flop down face-first onto the couch. She did not even bother taking off her motorcycle jacket. Pulling her scroll free from the inner pocket of her jacket, she turned onto her side and navigated to Ruby's contact.
Yang: Hey there Rubes, how's it going?
Ruby: Hi Yang! Pretty good! Me and Pyrrha are just getting ready, mom and dad invited us over for dinner tonight!
Yang: Oh, well I don't wanna keep you, have fun! And say hi to them for me!
Ruby: Okie dokie!
Well there goes that plan. Maybe Yang could text Cinder... No, they were not close enough to text just for the sake of talking. What about Weiss? She was nice to talk to... but she knew Vernal would not take too kindly to Yang texting her girlfriend for something like this. Plus both of them probably had better things to do than sit around and talk to her.
You could always message you-know-who.
Normally Yang would immediately shoot down that idea, but maybe it could be nice... It had been quite some time since they had last spoken. Maybe it was time to finally get back in proper contact with her... Scrolling through her contacts, she selected one that she has not done so in several years.
Blake Belladonna
Then Yang hesitated, her finger hovering over the Message button. Could she really do this? It had been years since they were last in contact, and even then... they did not exactly part on the greatest of terms. Guess that's what happens when you drunkenly confess your feelings to someone at a graduation party. She thought to herself. There had been so many times she could have at least messaged her, she just... never did.
Yang sighed. Fuck it. With near-shaking hands, she tapped the button and typed out a message.
Yang: Hey, I know it's been a while, and I know I probably should've contacted you a lot sooner, but I just really need someone to talk to right now.
Once again Yang hesitated, this time her finger hovered over the Send button. So many conflicting feelings filled her mind. She wanted to send it, because she truly wanted to get in contact with Blake again, but at the same time, she also did not, because she was scared... no, terrified of what she might say.
In the end Yang just ended up deleting the message and tossing her scroll aside.
She really needed more friends.
Author's Note: A little late but it's here now!
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