As Shimmer pulled Savannah out of the booth, she cradled her in her arm, almost like one would with a little kid, even though she was 15. She clocked an eyebrow at her and said, “Well, I can’t say no if I don’t know the question now can I? But you know I won’t get mad at you for asking right? I’m not Nero.”
“I just…” She nearly teared up at the mention of Nero. “I-I-I was just.. wondering if… you think I’m a bad friend.”
Shimmer stopped in her tracks as she looked at Savannah, ignoring the stares the two were getting from the other people. “Ok, yeah that’s a definite "no”. Sav, why would you think I’d think you’re a bad friend? Did something happen?“
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