Nothing was wrong with the apartment room. It just didn't feel right. She'd take forever to fall asleep, and wake up with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach only to find that just a few hours had passed and it was still dark outside. This was a thousand percent better.
She's up but doesn't really want to leave, not with Abby lying there smiling at her like that. Their legs touching. But her heart is starting to race already and if she stays here she might say the first thing that pops into her head, and who knows what weird shit that might be?
Okay. Okay okay okay. She needs a few minutes, not to escape but to clear her head, figure out what she's going to do about this.
Clarisse rises to a sitting position and rubs a hand across her face, wiping sleep from her eyes. The part of her that sucks at this kind of thing and doesn't know how to react to stress is just dying to say something stupid, but she manages to sound pretty normal, actually, when she speaks again.
"You hungry? I can get some breakfast and bring it back here." Not that the two of them couldn't both walk to the dining hall. But eating there would definitely fuck up the intimate conversational vibe that Clarisse is planning on so she hopes Abby just says okay and lets her go.
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Nothing was wrong with the apartment room. It just didn't feel right. She'd take forever to fall asleep, and wake up with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach only to find that just a few hours had passed and it was still dark outside. This was a thousand percent better.
She's up but doesn't really want to leave, not with Abby lying there smiling at her like that. Their legs touching. But her heart is starting to race already and if she stays here she might say the first thing that pops into her head, and who knows what weird shit that might be?
Okay. Okay okay okay. She needs a few minutes, not to escape but to clear her head, figure out what she's going to do about this.
Clarisse rises to a sitting position and rubs a hand across her face, wiping sleep from her eyes. The part of her that sucks at this kind of thing and doesn't know how to react to stress is just dying to say something stupid, but she manages to sound pretty normal, actually, when she speaks again.
"You hungry? I can get some breakfast and bring it back here." Not that the two of them couldn't both walk to the dining hall. But eating there would definitely fuck up the intimate conversational vibe that Clarisse is planning on so she hopes Abby just says okay and lets her go.