[ she keeps scratching for a moment, but gradually lowers her hand from her face and turns toward anna when she registers the fact that she's being addressed. well, this is nothing short of mortifying.
slowly, she nods. even though her face is as red as a tomato, she somehow manages to retain a straight face throughout this whole ordeal.
then, she sluggishly waves her arm at her cheek, as if to dismiss the gem and say "it's nothing." ]
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slowly, she nods. even though her face is as red as a tomato, she somehow manages to retain a straight face throughout this whole ordeal.
then, she sluggishly waves her arm at her cheek, as if to dismiss the gem and say "it's nothing." ]