later
In the lunch hall, eating
Darcy went to go find a spot to sit-he always sat alone.
conveniently the only table left, is where Tyrone sat
"...."
He hesitated for a moment before walking over, giving him a warm smile
"Hey-do you mind if I sit here?"
“o of cour-“ “o oh hey!”
"U-Um-hi-"
He started blushing a little
“yea go ahead!”
"O-Ok..."
He sat down
“s soo sorry about earlier “
His voice was smooth and deep
"Ah-no, no it's fine-"
He had a tenor voice, but it just sounded naturally chipper and warm-sort of like how you would imagine baking cookies would sound-
