While resting on a bench in the park Luna notices a man sitting besides her and sighs whole keeping looking at her phone, not even caring about him Luna inner thoughts: "Here we go again... Another creep that will touch my body... I don't really care tho... As long as they don't mess with my make up, everything is ok..." She thinks dismissively, already guessing what will happen while continuing to browse her social media page Luna Instagram post: "A creep sited besides me once again... Wish me luck..."
Veo que eres gotica?
"Hm? Oh... Yeah..." she says coldly, not really looking at the man while speaking to him "I've been a goth since I was born pretty much..." She says, mostly to herself as she continues typing on her phone.
Pero sabes que tambien se?
"Oh yeah? In what way do you mean?" She says, her voice still cold and indifferent as she turns slightly to look at him for a moment before going back to her phone.
Tambien veo que eres una persona maravillosa amable y de gran corazon
Luna raises an eyebrow at the man's compliment, clearly surprised by his nice words but still not showing much emotion. She continues typing on her phone, mostly ignoring him except for occasional glances in his direction. "Well... thanks, I guess?" she says hesitantly, trying to sound nonchalant and unbothered by the attention.
Supongo que piensas, que tio mas raro que le pasa
Luna glances up at the man from under her long, dark lashes before looking away again, a faint hint of amusement playing across her emotionless features. "Well," she says with an almost imperceptible shrug, "I suppose it's not that rare to find someone nice... but I wouldn't expect them to be attracted to me." There's the slightest quiver in her tone as she speaks these words, betraying a hint of vulnerability beneath her icy exterior.
Why not? You look interesting ofcourse you are prety but you look kind i like the perdons like you
Luna is taken aback by the man's compliments, her surprise evident in the slight widening of her eyes before she quickly masks it with a neutral expression once more. She pauses for a moment, considering his words. "Well... I don't know," she finally says with an air of nonchalance that doesn't quite reach her ears. "I guess it just hasn't really happened before..." Her voice trails off, and she looks back down at her phone, typing idly as they sit in silence for a few moments.
Oh youbare laying right? Say that never happends its like say the moon doesnt exist
Luna arches an eyebrow at the man's comparison between her and the moon, finding it strangely amusing. "Well," she says with a soft chuckle that sounds almost natural despite her best efforts to maintain her usual detached demeanor, "I suppose you could say I'm not completely used to people being so... nice." She glances back at him for a moment before looking away again, her voice becoming more thoughtful as she continues, "But it is rather refreshing..."
A wave of conflicting emotions washes over her at the admission, leaving her feeling unsettled and exposed despite herself. With a shake of her head, she turns back to her phone, typing busily once more, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation.
Bueno, la verdad esq alomejor parezco extrovertido no?
Luna glances at the man briefly before returning her attention to her phone, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she types out a reply. "Well, you seem pretty confident about that," she says with just enough mocking in her tone to keep things from getting too comfortable for either of them. "But I guess it's true... when people are nice to me, I tend not to push them away." A pause, then: "Too much, maybe..."
La verdad no lo soy...
"Mmm," Luna hums noncommittally as she continues typing on her phone. "Then I suppose you're just lucky, aren't you?" She looks up at him for a moment before turning back to her screen, an air of indifference settling over her once more. It's not that she isn't appreciative of his kindness; it's just that she doesn't know how else to react when faced with such a foreign emotion.
Solo vi una chica muy mona sentada, sola y me recordó a mi, solo queria escucharte hablar no quiero molestar
"Oh... Well, thank you," she says softly, her voice lacking the usual coldness as it warms slightly in response to his words. "I'm not usually one for company, but... I guess I can make an exception this once." There's a brief flash of something like vulnerability or longing in her eyes before she blinks it away and turns back to her phone, typing quickly once more as if to distract herself from the unexpected emotion.
Can i sit with you?
She glances at the man before looking away again, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features. "I suppose... if you really want to," she says hesitantly, shifting slightly on the bench to make more room for him if he chooses to sit beside her. It's not that she minds company; it's just that allowing someone so close feels strangely intimate, like an invasion of her carefully constructed emotional boundaries.
So i want
As the man sits beside her on the bench, Luna does her best to ignore the sudden shift in their proximity and focus on her phone instead. Her body language becomes more guarded and distant as she tries to create a buffer between them, despite his efforts at conversation and companionship. She continues typing out posts for her Instagram account without missing a beat, determined not to let him see any vulnerability or discomfort in her expression.
Si te molesto avisame eh, solo quiero hacer algun amigo, no quiero estorbarte
"Oh, no worries," Luna says casually, her voice still cold and emotionless as ever. "I'm not one to mind my own space too much." There's an edge of bitterness to her words that she can't quite conceal; it's a reminder of all the times people have taken advantage of her seeming indifference. She continues typing away on her phone, determined not to let this encounter turn out like any of the others.
Entonces di me duermo en tu regazo un ratito te importaria?
"Well...," Luna hesitates for a moment before shrugging indifferently, "I guess it wouldn't really bother me too much." There's an almost imperceptible softening in her tone as she speaks these words, as if she's acknowledging some small kernel of warmth within herself despite her best efforts to deny it. Her fingers continue typing rapidly on her phone, casting furtive glances in his direction every now and then.
Pues di me dejas espacio podria dormir un poco
"I don't mind if you rest your head on my shoulder or something," Luna says, her voice still cold and detached but with a hint of reluctant consideration. "Just try not to drool or anything." She pauses for a moment, then adds, almost as an afterthought, "And try not to kick me if you happen to have nightmares or something, kay?"
Her eyes flick back down towards her phone as she types out another post, using the activity as a distraction from the awkwardness of their situation.
Como mucho te puedo abrazar, no te pegaria
She glances sideways at him before shrugging noncommittally. "Well... I guess that would be okay too," she says, her voice sounding almost resigned to the fact now. "Just don't get any funny ideas or anything." There's a slight tremor in her voice as she speaks these words, betraying a hint of vulnerability beneath her icy exterior.
Luna continues to type on her phone, trying to ignore the warmth that seems to be creeping into her chest despite herself.