[She focuses on a single spot on the wall, ignore the way the bed shifts as he gets up. There's a clenching in her stomach, like there's a sickness gripping her.
There is. It's got hold of both of them.
Tahiri bites back - literally, her teeth dig into her tongue - to keep the apology from rolling out of her mouth. She is his dog, but that doesn't mean she's simpering. Does it? Is she?
After a moment, she sits up, her back still to him. And then she tosses a casual glance over shoulder.] What would be the point? I was going to end up back here in the morning. It saves time.
i'm crying hideously
There is. It's got hold of both of them.
Tahiri bites back - literally, her teeth dig into her tongue - to keep the apology from rolling out of her mouth. She is his dog, but that doesn't mean she's simpering. Does it? Is she?
After a moment, she sits up, her back still to him. And then she tosses a casual glance over shoulder.] What would be the point? I was going to end up back here in the morning. It saves time.