[ The two intentions wrestle: to own up or double down, but really it's a pointless argument. He already knows and everything is fine as long as she keeps this idiotic veneer of control, of craftsmanship over the appearance of things. Form before function, always, always, always. It's exactly how she's lived every one of her 27 years-- But it's unnecessary now. No one here really needs her to play human... A brief pulse of panic as she pushes that thought out of the headlights. It scares her, the idea that maybe she could let loose. She'd hurt somebody, she knows it. ]
(I'll find you some tube socks.)
[ As a gift for not making her own up or even say sorry. ]
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Date: 2017-06-18 02:09 pm (UTC)( I'll find you some tube socks. )
[ As a gift for not making her own up or even say sorry. ]