- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- romance, modern, drama, modern fantasy, horror
h u g o
Today Hugo kind of hated Letha's kindness. Not really, actually the juice she gave him was just what he needed and he received it with a small but appreciative "thank you," and it always felt nice to know someone was there to notice when he felt off because that meant they cared. But as much as being cared for felt nice it was also the worst because that meant a possibility of people finding out, and especially Letha because she was pretty observant, at least to people's feelings.
"No it's not that bad," Hugo said, but it was probably very obviously a lie, his cheek felt too hot they were probably bright red, and his sandy brown hair was wet at the roots with sweat. It was actually a little embarrassing but it was either that or bruises, and the latter was even more embarrassing. But since it was such an obvious lie though, he needed to come up with a way to make it less obvious, and luckily his freckled skin served as the perfect excuse.
"I just forgot to put on sunscreen before I left this morning, and I'd rather be warm now than burnt later, you know?" he tried, "and I don't really feel like getting any warmer by playing," he shrugged but actually felt a little proud of himself for coming up with such a good excuse, sure it was weird to sit in the blazing hot sun with a hoodie, but compared to the possible threat of skin cancer, or at least really painful burns, it was a little more reasonable.