|…this is awkward. Really awkward.| She looked at the ground, just kinda… standing there. How to regularly interact… “So, uh…” She stopped. She had no idea how to continue that- I mean, what exactly could she say to someone who was extremely unpredictable? Even in normal situations, she can’t really talk to people like a normal person. This was like trying to- uh… |I can’t come up with an accurate enough metaphor for that.| Neither can I. |…you’re the narrator. How can you not-| Because I’m tired. Also we’ve gotten way off track. So anyway. She nervously laughed. “Wow, this is awkward.” |…oh my god. I need to shut the heck up.|
