[ she slides her hands to cup the back of her neck, feeling tension coil beneath her skin. sliding her fingers against it, she tries to smooth it out despite knowing that it feels hard and unmoving beneath her ministrations.
pursing her lips, she lets her expression shift into one that's tired—more tired than she feels having missed a day of sleep. ]
You said he was a cockroach. Cockroaches come where they're unwanted.
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[ she slides her hands to cup the back of her neck, feeling tension coil beneath her skin. sliding her fingers against it, she tries to smooth it out despite knowing that it feels hard and unmoving beneath her ministrations.
pursing her lips, she lets her expression shift into one that's tired—more tired than she feels having missed a day of sleep. ]
You said he was a cockroach. Cockroaches come where they're unwanted.