( she has crushed his handkerchief, just about, and manages to wipe her eyes with the knuckles of the fist it's trapped in.
all right, she thinks. )
All right. I'm.
( sad, and stupid, and very small. )
- going to go and sleep.
( she slinks off his chair, briefly looking almost surprised to have looked up from her fit and found herself where she did, and manages to gather the mess she's made of her things with some shreds of dignity before taking them with her into his bedroom.
hardie lies back down next to whiskey. bitches crazy, is he right. )
no subject
all right, she thinks. )
All right. I'm.
( sad, and stupid, and very small. )
- going to go and sleep.
( she slinks off his chair, briefly looking almost surprised to have looked up from her fit and found herself where she did, and manages to gather the mess she's made of her things with some shreds of dignity before taking them with her into his bedroom.
hardie lies back down next to whiskey. bitches crazy, is he right. )