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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 8, 2009 1:16:21 GMT
I nod, wondering if he'd rather I hadn't done that. And wondering also if this could send him cheating again, because I really don't think we can survive that.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Apr 8, 2009 1:28:48 GMT
I half-wish I hadn't surrendered my hand now, because it's sort of hard to put my head in my hands when one of them is otherwise indisposed...and that's what I'd quite like to do right now. And just stay that way until this feels alright again, but I can't.
Fuck it. I hate this. But I don't suppose there's any point in saying that out loud. It's sort of a given.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 8, 2009 1:30:58 GMT
After a moment when neither of us are saying anything, I let go of his hand and move away from him a bit, just to see if he seems to prefer that because I don't know what else to do.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Apr 8, 2009 1:36:33 GMT
I can't take this anymore, I decide inexplicably after a moment, and I need to get out of here.
So when she lets go I stand up, and then decide maybe I should probably tell her so she doesn't think I'm leaving leaving rather than just ordinary leaving.
"Ah...I need to...go for a walk, for a bit."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 8, 2009 1:41:10 GMT
I look up at him in surprise, then nod. "All right." Pause. See you later? I love you?
But the thought that wins out is Don't crowd him. so I shrug and look down at my hands.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Apr 8, 2009 1:46:07 GMT
"...See you later." I shrug after a pause, turning to leave after speaking this time.
It feels better just to be out of there for now.
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