( His gaze holds hers until she moves back. There's no chewing of his lip, as there used to be, no tense curling of his fingers towards his palms. His engagement ring has been melted into something less obvious, fingertip rolling over the plain ring now wrapped about his thumb.
He knows her too well to know that she's trying to make this better for him, and part of that makes his heart break. )
B-before the um, sheet hits the fan?
( if in doubt: pun. Observing the grabbing of his clothes, and the familiarly ridiulous boxers, there is a slight smile. ) Thanks.
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He knows her too well to know that she's trying to make this better for him, and part of that makes his heart break. )
B-before the um, sheet hits the fan?
( if in doubt: pun. Observing the grabbing of his clothes, and the familiarly ridiulous boxers, there is a slight smile. ) Thanks.