Sonata kept her guard up around Sunset. It was a nice thing to say, sure. But this was still the reason she and her sisters were basically starving these days.
“…thanks,” she said swiftly. “You do too,” she couldn’t help but add. “I really like your hair.”
“I-I know! I just… I don’t really have anyone to talk to right now…” Sunset said glumly.
“Oh,” Sonata’s tone changed and her shoulders slumped. Maybe Aria would have laughed and Adagio would have rubbed it in but Sonata had known for a brief time what it was to be mortal when she gave up her sirenhood once. Her sisters had gotten it back for her when push came to shove and here she was. But she knew felt for Sunset.
“Well, you can sit with me I guess, Sunset,” Sonata told her. “I don’t have anyone to talk to either right now.”
She scooted over and patted the spot next to her by the fountain.
“Where are your pals?” she asked a little awkwardly.
Sunset scoffed at the word “pals”. “Pals… Please. They weren’t my friends.” She said as she sat down next to her. “Turns out when push came to shove, even after everything I did for them… They still thought I was the same old bitch from back when.” She quickly wiped her eyes and looked at the siren. “They just… Ditched me. Left me crying my eyes out in the hallway.”
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