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Post by Tianara Nain on Mar 26, 2009 22:55:21 GMT 1
Tianara opens the door to her room, hurrying inside, as if hiding from something. Maybe she is. But how do you hide from something inside of you? She leans against the door, closing her eyes. What had happened? They had just been talking. As so many times before. He had held her in his arms...was it that? It's been sometime since he held her like that.
Actually, they had stopped that years ago. When they grew older. It just didn't seem appropriate anymore. Just like sleeping in the same room had stopped years ago. Except from that time just recently.
But, if it wasn't appropriate, why had it felt nice, then? It wasn't supposed to feel nice. It was just Track holding her, because she was upset. Or...did it feel nice, because it -was- Track? She shakes her head, and quickly undresses, then takes five minutes under the shower.
Then, she dresses in a tank top and lose pants, and crawls to bed. Now, all she need to do is sleep. Tomorrow, everything will be better...
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