Of Crimson and White
You can do this.
I let out a deep breath with my eyes closed. You can do this. I can do this. I open my eyes. Of course I can. This is, how does she say it? This is just a walk in a park! Just walk in, and agree to everything. Say everything, and be done with it. I let out another deep, slow, calculated breath which did nothing to ease my racing heart.
Why did I agree to this? I told her this wasn't neccesary. I'd be happy with nothing more than a post-it note with both of our signatures. An agreement. Simple. Effecient. To the point. That way we wouldn't have to do this. This is so unneccesary. Damn it Serah, why do you have to be so pushy? Gods, am i really going to doing this? I can't believe it. I'm actually going to go through with this! I look down at my hands, examining the little tremor as I clench them into fists. God damn it, stop shaking!
"I can't do this." I shake my head and turn around. Gathering up the front of my dress in my hands so I