Date: 2017-05-12 01:44 am (UTC)
comesfrompain: (sweet like antifreeze)
There's not a lot to say, sweetheart.

[Not a lot that he'd like to tell her anyway. Part of it is because he doesn't really know what these thoughts really are, at least. It's something they've all suffered from. Not knowing what's real and what's not. The blank spaces that make you paranoid when you dwell on them.

He gives her wrists a little squeeze, hands moving up her arms to draw her closer. It's not even really that he wants to push her away. It just seems like a necessity.]


Just somethin' I gotta deal with in my own head. [He plasters on a smile.] I appreciate you caring enough to come in here with all the sweat, though. Gonna have to shower like crazy to get the man-stink off.
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