And now that she is here, she finds that she does not know what to say. It is one thing to determine that she must speak to him, but when it comes to actually broaching the subject, it is hard to know how to begin. I know that I fled from you before, but fuck me again? No.
But she has begun, she has committed to this conversation, and so she must see the matter through.
"In some more private place, perhaps?" They are alone here, she knows, but at the same time, she knows that anyone might happen upon them, and that fact makes her feel profoundly exposed. "It is around..." She can feel the colour rising in her cheeks, and she hates it, hates how clear her uncertainty is even as she is firm in her resolve. She has rarely felt so clumsy, when she so much wants to be graceful. "...around the last time we spoke."
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Date: 2024-04-05 02:17 pm (UTC)But she has begun, she has committed to this conversation, and so she must see the matter through.
"In some more private place, perhaps?" They are alone here, she knows, but at the same time, she knows that anyone might happen upon them, and that fact makes her feel profoundly exposed. "It is around..." She can feel the colour rising in her cheeks, and she hates it, hates how clear her uncertainty is even as she is firm in her resolve. She has rarely felt so clumsy, when she so much wants to be graceful. "...around the last time we spoke."
Not that speaking had factored all that heavily.