She's doing little more than muttering to herself. He leaves her, and she doesn't watch after him. She's standing half-undressed in a man's room, back to the wall so she doesn't feel as vulnerable. She can hear the sound of the bed moving, the shudder of shadows on the floor.
She closes her eyes. She breathes one short, humorless laugh.
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She's doing little more than muttering to herself. He leaves her, and she doesn't watch after him. She's standing half-undressed in a man's room, back to the wall so she doesn't feel as vulnerable. She can hear the sound of the bed moving, the shudder of shadows on the floor.
She closes her eyes. She breathes one short, humorless laugh.
They're never going to be on the same page.
"Then why wait."