[ she's sorry. his face falls, feeling for her even as he pulls on his jeans, cellphone tucked under his chin. she sounds awful, and as her next words filter in frank knows exactly what happened. if she hadn't woken him up then he would have a rude awakening anyway in 3 hours time when rem kicked in so it isn't like he could begrudge her. ]
No, hey-- it's fine. [ and there's nothing in his voice to suggest it isn't. he locates a shirt next, haphazardly pulling it on, fumbling with the phone in case she speaks while he's dressing. ] Do you want me to come over?
[ it's only after he says it that he realizes that might be... forward, looking down at himself with a shake of his head. he's getting ready to move out like this is an emergency. he knows from experience how real it feels; and how bad. it sucks having other people around, but it sucks even worse not having anyone. frank sits down on his couch, burying a hand in his hair while he tries to think this out. he isn't exactly firing on all cylinders yet. ]
Or you could come here. I'll make coffee. [ equally lame, but it's all he's got. frank worries his lip between his teeth and waits for her verdict. ]
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No, hey-- it's fine. [ and there's nothing in his voice to suggest it isn't. he locates a shirt next, haphazardly pulling it on, fumbling with the phone in case she speaks while he's dressing. ] Do you want me to come over?
[ it's only after he says it that he realizes that might be... forward, looking down at himself with a shake of his head. he's getting ready to move out like this is an emergency. he knows from experience how real it feels; and how bad. it sucks having other people around, but it sucks even worse not having anyone. frank sits down on his couch, burying a hand in his hair while he tries to think this out. he isn't exactly firing on all cylinders yet. ]
Or you could come here. I'll make coffee. [ equally lame, but it's all he's got. frank worries his lip between his teeth and waits for her verdict. ]