[There is a youth with a tablet, frowning at the device with curiosity and muttering to himself.] Why 'fie'? I don't understand what there is to 'fie' about.
[He holds it close to his face. He holds it up over his head. He holds it so hard the frame begins to crack.
His open, boyish face falls. He has realized what there is to fie about.] Oh. Oh no. Oh, no.
[The youth turns to you when he spots you. He voice flutters with nervousness and uncertainty; his pretty face tells his anxiety clear. Dorian Gray isn't used to talking to people, and he isn't used to people being forgiving when he breaks things. The fear of talking to someone to get help is only added to the fear of what will happen for what he has done.] I apologize—I don't meant to intrude—would you be familiar with these 'fie' devices?
[The burst of trembling volume is followed by a moment of fragile quietness. His voice cracks.] And how to fix them?
Dorian Gray | The Confessions of Dorian Gray | Seelie
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[There is a youth with a tablet, frowning at the device with curiosity and muttering to himself.] Why 'fie'? I don't understand what there is to 'fie' about.
[He holds it close to his face. He holds it up over his head. He holds it so hard the frame begins to crack.
His open, boyish face falls. He has realized what there is to fie about.] Oh. Oh no. Oh, no.
[The youth turns to you when he spots you. He voice flutters with nervousness and uncertainty; his pretty face tells his anxiety clear. Dorian Gray isn't used to talking to people, and he isn't used to people being forgiving when he breaks things. The fear of talking to someone to get help is only added to the fear of what will happen for what he has done.] I apologize—I don't meant to intrude—would you be familiar with these 'fie' devices?
[The burst of trembling volume is followed by a moment of fragile quietness. His voice cracks.] And how to fix them?