3 AM we seemed alright, on our way into the mingle

[shoujoreject]

Who: SS Caprine + visitors!
Broadcast: Maybe
Action: The Caprine (duh)
When: All month long

[Friends! Ships! Friendships! ... other ships? Maybe!]

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[spontaneouscombustion]

Qing? What's wrong, are you okay?

[shoujoreject]

[Ah. Ah. He's supposed to be composed, this isn't supposed to matter to him. It's not like one person calling him by 'he' is such a huge step, is it?

Yet it is. He raises his hands to wipe his face, nodding. The smile he has is wavering and small, but it is very, very real.]

Y-yeah. [Hic. He takes in a gulp of breath and tries again.] Yeah, I'm okay. These aren't... I'm not sad. [His mind feels all out of sorts, hazy and full of conflicting thoughts. It's already trying to take this from him, to twist it on its head and turn it into what he remembers. He's trying not to let it. A breathy laugh escapes him.]

I... no one's just... called me 'he' when I explained, without some comment or another. [God, he's glad he doesn't have any makeup on right now.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Dude, you can totally cry about that, she's going to hug him too.]

Nobody?