[Being so openly affectionate and loving towards another person is still so new to Cassandra. Sometimes, she wonders if she'll ever really grow accustomed to the butterflies in her chest. Maybe never. Imagine that.
She quietly watches Elsa set the plates, not touching her food yet. But that's not going to last.]
Tell me about it. Looks like we both still have a few things to think about... Like starting to accept how happy we are.
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[Being so openly affectionate and loving towards another person is still so new to Cassandra. Sometimes, she wonders if she'll ever really grow accustomed to the butterflies in her chest. Maybe never. Imagine that.
She quietly watches Elsa set the plates, not touching her food yet. But that's not going to last.]
Tell me about it. Looks like we both still have a few things to think about... Like starting to accept how happy we are.