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Suite often forgot how awkward poor Bastille could be in social situations. She supposed that was due in part to her own fluidity in these instances. Suite prided herself on being able to communicate. It was one of the few things she liked about her self enough to experience true boastful feelings. She was more or less a social butterfly too, enjoying the company of others.

Bastille was vastly different, and that is one reason she cared so much for him. He was unlike any she had ever met before; he was different in the best way. And so what if he fell flat in times of social occurrences? She loved him anyway.

After noting his stiff, awkward movements at her embrace, she let him out of the bear hug (haha, get it?). She did maintain her smile, even if it made the boy sheepish. Even if he didn't like praise, he deserved it. He was a good guy, and he needed to let himself believe that. [color=#73B1B7][b]"You're like a little piece of home, kiddo. And I know I've said it but thank you. Really."
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