One, Two, Three (The Roleplay)

He squinted at her, folding his arms.

"What jobs can I do?"

 

He looked very upset, but Alyssa reached over, taking his hand.

"Don't say no just because you don't like change, Ferris."

 

He looked extremely uncomfortable, folding his hands.

"I don't... I don't like this at all."

 

He exhaled, leaning back.

"And," Alyssa added, her lips pursed. "I think you guys shouldn't be in a relationship for the first month."

 

Alyssa hesitated, folding her hands.

"I think that's pushing it, but... I don't know. I think a separation might be good."

 

Ferris looked over at her, squinting.

"You'd be willing to do this? I just got you back."

 

"Plus, we have to get out of Sylvaele anyway. It wouldn't happen until we resettled anyway."

Ferris sighed heavily, rubbing the back of his neck.

"That's... that's a lot of sacrifice for you, Fleur."

 

He frowned at her before looking down at his lap.

"...okay."

 

That night, Ferris was sitting on the edge of the bed. His shoulders were hunched and his hands were on his knees as he stared out the window.

 

He relaxed, looking back at her and reaching back to cup her jaw gently.

"Hi."