Paloma's stupid, stupid heart. (fic)

"Cucali..."

Paloma stared at her Trollian. NitroMerc was online, and the birdtroll's hand hovered over her touchpad, ready to pull up the message box. But she didn't bring her finger down. She couldn't bear to be insulted by her, not now.

Instead, Paloma set herself offline and went to sit on her couch. She curled up a little, setting her chin on her knees. Did she really feel red towards Cucali? She knew she'd been feeling bad ever since the girl shoved her out of her hive. She'd almost gotten through to her, she knew it! She...

She didn't know it, actually. How could she know anything about Cucali? She was one of those darned highbloods who thought they were better than everyone else. She was being honest when she said she wanted nothing to do with Paloma, and Paloma's heart sunk when she realised it. She shook her head against her knees, trying to convince herself otherwise.

Her feathered peacebeast fluttered down to settle on Paloma's head, and Paloma made a dull grunt of acknowledgement.

"She was worried about me, Armistice. I know she was..."

Her peacebeast cooed, fluffing up.

"... so why does she have to go and throw away my gift like that?! I can't believe her! I... I should talk to Amaloc."

But she knew her moirail couldn't fix this problem. This problem was her stupid, stupid heart.