08-28-2008, 12:15 AM
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_____He seemed comfortable. The kind of comfortable that she wanted him to be, rather than lying on the dusty floor in some distraught agony that she couldn't fix. His smile drew one out across her face and she slipped inside of the shed, bringing the door to as not to let the rain and the chill that followed it in. “How are you feeling?” she decided to ask him for the first time in a few days. Better, she hoped, but maybe he wasn't himself. Maybe he wasn't really with it at all and she wasn't herself in his eyes. “I brought you a couple of things.” The pillow was useless even though she set it down on the ground, but the second thing she had brought him was the same thing she had been giving out for days. Sinking towards the floor beside him, she brushed her damp bangs out of the way.
_____He seemed comfortable. The kind of comfortable that she wanted him to be, rather than lying on the dusty floor in some distraught agony that she couldn't fix. His smile drew one out across her face and she slipped inside of the shed, bringing the door to as not to let the rain and the chill that followed it in. “How are you feeling?” she decided to ask him for the first time in a few days. Better, she hoped, but maybe he wasn't himself. Maybe he wasn't really with it at all and she wasn't herself in his eyes. “I brought you a couple of things.” The pillow was useless even though she set it down on the ground, but the second thing she had brought him was the same thing she had been giving out for days. Sinking towards the floor beside him, she brushed her damp bangs out of the way.