she lowers the bag to the counter, looking mollified and downright numb at the name. she holds his gaze for a moment, looking shaky and a little vulnerable at the prospect. they're scary. of course they're scary. it's smart to be scared. then, finally, she glances upstairs, then back at edward. ]
I need to tell my dad. [ fuck sandra and lyle tho they don't need to know. ]
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well in that case.
she lowers the bag to the counter, looking mollified and downright numb at the name. she holds his gaze for a moment, looking shaky and a little vulnerable at the prospect. they're scary. of course they're scary. it's smart to be scared. then, finally, she glances upstairs, then back at edward. ]
I need to tell my dad. [ fuck sandra and lyle tho they don't need to know. ]