[ the question of the hour??? and he thought he was dramatic. ]
Karen... [ it's a warning tone as frank straightens up, then downs the rest of his drink and sets the glass aside. feelings. does he even know what those are anymore? he thinks of sarah kissing him, of him kissing karen's cheek, of her hugging him before that. maybe he's just desperate and broken and lonely like karen had accused him of. mostly he doesn't know how to open himself up like that again. and she's really asking him this while they're in space. christ, karen. ]
We're friends, aren't we? [ he swallows, knowing it isn't what she asked. but he doesn't have an answer to sate her curiosity this time. no mystery to unfurl. this is just him, and he can't crack open his chest so she can glance inside. maybe he does still have a shred of self-preservation left. ] I like to think we are.
[ even if he's a jerk and she pushes too damn far. like now, for instance. ]
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Karen... [ it's a warning tone as frank straightens up, then downs the rest of his drink and sets the glass aside. feelings. does he even know what those are anymore? he thinks of sarah kissing him, of him kissing karen's cheek, of her hugging him before that. maybe he's just desperate and broken and lonely like karen had accused him of. mostly he doesn't know how to open himself up like that again. and she's really asking him this while they're in space. christ, karen. ]
We're friends, aren't we? [ he swallows, knowing it isn't what she asked. but he doesn't have an answer to sate her curiosity this time. no mystery to unfurl. this is just him, and he can't crack open his chest so she can glance inside. maybe he does still have a shred of self-preservation left. ] I like to think we are.
[ even if he's a jerk and she pushes too damn far. like now, for instance. ]