Knowing that it's meant to sting--and that it stings because deep down, it's true--doesn't make the hurt of it any easier to take. Once again, they're left tearing strips off one another with an almost surprising suddenness and ferocity, and just like in January things have spiraled into something neither of them have complete control over.
Alex stomps out of the bedroom, the bat still lying where she'd dropped it. To follow her, he'll need to step over it, around it. It takes him a minute to do so, and even when he does he only makes it to the front of the hallway before he stops again, looking at her as she stalks furiously around the living room.
"Coffee table," he says, with the barest bob of his chin towards where her keys are resting on the wood surface.
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Date: 2020-06-07 06:09 pm (UTC)Alex stomps out of the bedroom, the bat still lying where she'd dropped it. To follow her, he'll need to step over it, around it. It takes him a minute to do so, and even when he does he only makes it to the front of the hallway before he stops again, looking at her as she stalks furiously around the living room.
"Coffee table," he says, with the barest bob of his chin towards where her keys are resting on the wood surface.