LOCKE
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Falling farther from just what we are
Something about the way her smile falters when he touches her makes him cringe internally. He doesn't comment on it though, simple nodding and brushing his thumb over her knuckles. Their walk is quiet and he can't help the rising sick feeling well up inside him. He wonders if she got his letter. He wonders if it even matters. Locke helps her sit before sitting next to her. Every ounce of him wants to touch her again but he can't find it in himself.
"It's okay. You're here now." Even as he does his best to hide his excitement, it leaks out, just a bit. He wants more, to hug her, to kiss her, just to touch her in general. His hand creeps across the bed, stopping just shy of her leg. There's a pause and he makes a little noise, reaching under his bed to pull out a box. "Was gonna give this to you when you got here.. Guess you're here now though." He shakes the box a little, whatever is in it is soft. It's a little dragon plushy. He meant to send it with his last letter but didn't.
"What did you want to tell me?"
"It's okay. You're here now." Even as he does his best to hide his excitement, it leaks out, just a bit. He wants more, to hug her, to kiss her, just to touch her in general. His hand creeps across the bed, stopping just shy of her leg. There's a pause and he makes a little noise, reaching under his bed to pull out a box. "Was gonna give this to you when you got here.. Guess you're here now though." He shakes the box a little, whatever is in it is soft. It's a little dragon plushy. He meant to send it with his last letter but didn't.
"What did you want to tell me?"
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
These conversations kill
