“Yeah,” he whispers, and pushes the sheets away from him, walking to the bathroom. In some ways he is glad Michelle didn’t join him. He needs time to think, alone, but as the shower starts and the water starts to fall the only thing he can think of his how much he’ll miss her.
And whether this was truly necessary or not.
And whether he’d act too out of place and call attention to himself.
And whether his actions or lack of actions could ruin the future.
He spends some time leaning against the wall, water soaking his thick hair.
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Date: 2005-06-22 04:57 pm (UTC)And whether this was truly necessary or not.
And whether he’d act too out of place and call attention to himself.
And whether his actions or lack of actions could ruin the future.
He spends some time leaning against the wall, water soaking his thick hair.