[ he just watches her in preparation for it not staying down. he doesn't think he's ever seen her this drunk before and it's strangely... fascinating. that could just be the late hour and sleep deprivation, honestly. he isn't processing much of anything quickly or well. frank takes a long sip of his coffee to stall.
words claw up his throat that he knows she won't accept. i missed you at the forefront of the pack. she's all he thinks about most of the day anymore, and all of the night. what is he supposed to do when she just goes radio silent for ages like that? he thought they were over that stage in their relationship but apparently not. do they even have a relationship? he's starting to feel like the drunk one the more his thoughts wage war on him. he has to say something if only to silence the voices in his head. ]
Why did you come here, Jess? [ it's soft. a tone usually reserved for just her. he looks like he could fall asleep right here, but he's resisting with everything he has. ]
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words claw up his throat that he knows she won't accept. i missed you at the forefront of the pack. she's all he thinks about most of the day anymore, and all of the night. what is he supposed to do when she just goes radio silent for ages like that? he thought they were over that stage in their relationship but apparently not. do they even have a relationship? he's starting to feel like the drunk one the more his thoughts wage war on him. he has to say something if only to silence the voices in his head. ]
Why did you come here, Jess? [ it's soft. a tone usually reserved for just her. he looks like he could fall asleep right here, but he's resisting with everything he has. ]