[And he doesn't object to that, just like he doesn't object to her not calling until she needs distraction. That's what so many human relationships are. Little islands to cling to and stop thinking about how tough it can be to swim against the tide. Maybe it's callous, but he's becoming well practiced in finding short term distractions. Alcohol can leave his hands shaky in the morning. People don't.
That's what this place is, in itself. Somewhere he doesn't have to think about the people he knows here, none of whom quite know him. The apartment keeps its own secrets, it doesn't need any more from him.
He holds his hands out for her coat, though it will just go over the back of one of the chairs tucked under a desk-cum-dining table in the living room, and doesn't hide the fact that he's looking over the outfit.]
Rough weekend? Sorry [He winces apology.] Said I wouldn't ask.
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[And he doesn't object to that, just like he doesn't object to her not calling until she needs distraction. That's what so many human relationships are. Little islands to cling to and stop thinking about how tough it can be to swim against the tide. Maybe it's callous, but he's becoming well practiced in finding short term distractions. Alcohol can leave his hands shaky in the morning. People don't.
That's what this place is, in itself. Somewhere he doesn't have to think about the people he knows here, none of whom quite know him. The apartment keeps its own secrets, it doesn't need any more from him.
He holds his hands out for her coat, though it will just go over the back of one of the chairs tucked under a desk-cum-dining table in the living room, and doesn't hide the fact that he's looking over the outfit.]
Rough weekend? Sorry [He winces apology.] Said I wouldn't ask.