She lifted her heavy eyes to trace his tight smile, and made one of her own, and then fell quiet. It didn't matter if she liked him, anyway. It wouldn't work out, because it never did. He wasn't a prince in shining armor, and she was certainly no princess, no damsel in distress. She took care of herself, and she didn't need anybody else.
Not him. Not friends. Not even that little imaginary puppy. She'd probably starve it by mistake, anyway.
She shifted, and untangled herself from him, even though she didn't want to move from his solid warmth. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said quietly, shivering at the cool air away from his body. It wasn't a lie. She did. "You can use my toothbrush if you want," she told him, padding across the room to the door.
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Date: 2010-01-26 10:14 pm (UTC)Not him. Not friends. Not even that little imaginary puppy. She'd probably starve it by mistake, anyway.
She shifted, and untangled herself from him, even though she didn't want to move from his solid warmth. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said quietly, shivering at the cool air away from his body. It wasn't a lie. She did. "You can use my toothbrush if you want," she told him, padding across the room to the door.