[ it's cold, but she sits on one of the steps of the stairs. her legs are folded and are close to her, arms around them so she can be as little as possible.
she doesn't say anything for a while, and instead just stares at the floor. she wants to ask how long it's been for him, and what happened. she wants to know what his world is like now. she wants to know if he's okay... the latter, she probably has a clue. and she isn't making him feel any better by acting the way she is now. she can't help it, though.
in the case that he doesn't say anything for about three whole minutes, she asks: ]
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she doesn't say anything for a while, and instead just stares at the floor. she wants to ask how long it's been for him, and what happened. she wants to know what his world is like now. she wants to know if he's okay... the latter, she probably has a clue. and she isn't making him feel any better by acting the way she is now. she can't help it, though.
in the case that he doesn't say anything for about three whole minutes, she asks: ]
What happens now?