Alex walks towards it, reaching out one hand to touch the roof on the passenger side, running her fingers over the damage like she's touching an old friend.
It does feel like she's looking at the devastation they're both feeling.
She bends to glance inside, careful of the broken glass and jagged edges of metal. There's shards of glass everywhere, reminding her of the state of his bath when she arrived. Everything is covered in it. It takes her a few minutes to make a full circuit, at least as long as it takes him to finish that cigarette.
Eventually, she arrives back where she started, and she unconsciously mimics his pose, leaning against the passenger door, looking at him, wondering if he's thinking what she's thinking.
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It does feel like she's looking at the devastation they're both feeling.
She bends to glance inside, careful of the broken glass and jagged edges of metal. There's shards of glass everywhere, reminding her of the state of his bath when she arrived. Everything is covered in it. It takes her a few minutes to make a full circuit, at least as long as it takes him to finish that cigarette.
Eventually, she arrives back where she started, and she unconsciously mimics his pose, leaning against the passenger door, looking at him, wondering if he's thinking what she's thinking.