[ her jaw clenches together and she looks down, swiftly putting her falling hair behind her ear. it's an honest and relevant question, but she doesn't know where she stands on that subject right now. ]
[ she stares at him a lot longer than she should, thinking of what to say. she could step forward, get real close and challenge him on that. but it all sounds so pathetic--SHE feels pathetic, worse than her normal pathetic she feels on a daily basis. and what's worse is that now she's got him feeling pretty bad about it all. ]
That was before. I didn't think-- [ she catches herself quickly, obviously looking flustered now. ] I'm sorry, okay? I ruin shit. It's what I do. And now I've dragged you into it and... [ a redundant sigh. ] I'm sorry.
[ he should have just let it go, back at the bar. ]
[ another parrot of her, this one mostly unintentional. he just wants to know why she's upset - so he can fix it, but maybe that's not his place. ]
Just... if you wanted to do this again. Or get an actual drink again... [ he tips his head. it's not like his social calendar is teeming with activity, okay? that's all. ] I enjoyed this. [ a beat, ] And that.
[ she thinks about hugging him, like it's the least she can do, but all she can offer is the slightest of nods in return.
she picks up her boots and moves out of the room to slide herself into them, one at a time. after she grabs and puts on her jacket she pauses with her hand on the door knob. nothing comes of it, apparently, because soon after the sound of the door opening up and closing is heard.
she's already pulling out her phone to request a ride and then immediately looks up the nearest convenience store. ]
[ she can probably hear his loud sigh as the door shuts, he doesn't watch her go instead heading back to the kitchen to drink the rest of that coffee. it should be good and ice cold by now. ]
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Is this friendship to you?
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It could be. [ if that's what she wants. ] It's what you said to me at the bar. That friendship didn't have to be one-sided... with you.
[ he's the most annoying man in the world. he's attentive and listens, then remembers what he listened to. is he even human? ]
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That was before. I didn't think-- [ she catches herself quickly, obviously looking flustered now. ] I'm sorry, okay? I ruin shit. It's what I do. And now I've dragged you into it and... [ a redundant sigh. ] I'm sorry.
[ he should have just let it go, back at the bar. ]
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[ another parrot of her, this one mostly unintentional. he just wants to know why she's upset - so he can fix it, but maybe that's not his place. ]
Just... if you wanted to do this again. Or get an actual drink again... [ he tips his head. it's not like his social calendar is teeming with activity, okay? that's all. ] I enjoyed this. [ a beat, ] And that.
[ seeing her face: he's into it. etc etc ]
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she picks up her boots and moves out of the room to slide herself into them, one at a time. after she grabs and puts on her jacket she pauses with her hand on the door knob. nothing comes of it, apparently, because soon after the sound of the door opening up and closing is heard.
she's already pulling out her phone to request a ride and then immediately looks up the nearest convenience store. ]
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