[ Things better left unsaid: at least you got to start over. One of those first thoughts that are the worst thoughts, reprimanded and shoved down so she can pretend they never came up at all.
Lips sucked in, Cellar wets them nervously and quietly. Is it bad that she doesn't feel sorry for him? Being with someone who already knows what it's like, who's known it for so long it made him desperate, helps her feel a little grounded, like he'll be able to be her guide when the time comes. Two weeks was all it took to tempt fate; she should shudder to think what might be ahead. She doesn't.
(Then along comes the little spider in her mind, seeking comfort from not being alone. Such a selfish bitch.) ]
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Lips sucked in, Cellar wets them nervously and quietly. Is it bad that she doesn't feel sorry for him? Being with someone who already knows what it's like, who's known it for so long it made him desperate, helps her feel a little grounded, like he'll be able to be her guide when the time comes. Two weeks was all it took to tempt fate; she should shudder to think what might be ahead. She doesn't.
(Then along comes the little spider in her mind, seeking comfort from not being alone. Such a selfish bitch.) ]
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