formicine: (Default)
blue ([personal profile] formicine) wrote in [personal profile] thatsallthereis 2016-08-16 03:25 am (UTC)

His smile is brilliant and wide and a little on the real side of charming (vice presidential, maybe, she thinks).

"Thanks, Dick," she drawls, smirking, and lets him handle her phone, watching him deftly program his number in with only the slightest flip of her stomach. "Never had one and I still use it more than Ronan."

"Thanks." She takes it back and just looks at the number for a moment. Usually, she just texts straight back to have hers in their phone, but their conversations have always been at odd times, and it's even odder right now. She's not sure what she's feeling. What she needs. She doesn't know what the last phone conversation she had with him was, back in Henrietta. She can guess it wasn't just thoughts said out loud, at 3am though, because there, they're together. Back home, he could kiss her goodnight.

She feels abruptly, terribly guilty.

"Yeah," she says and nods. "Both of us do. I mean, sort of. I have my own place..." She looks up. "This city gives you an apartment, and money, even. So I just kept up the rent. In case. If I want to go work on something, or if Adam and Ronan --" She pauses halfway to a joke and frowns, measuring. "They're. Together, here..."

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
No Subject Icon Selected
More info about formatting