'Lying bitch,' huh... [Yeah too late for take backs now. Well, whatever. There's a nod--yeah, she's dry-- and she shifts so she can lay down, turning to face him and tucking her hands underneath her head, feeling the exhaustion of--everything, really, creeping up on her.
Miu studies his face a moment before she reaches out, hesitates, then drops her hand to the bed, fingers curling into the sheets instead.
Honestly, she expected there to be more awkwardness than this. Not that there isn't some, but she doesn't feel nearly as bad as she expected to. The realization makes her sort of laugh and she turns her face away towards the bed, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth]
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Miu studies his face a moment before she reaches out, hesitates, then drops her hand to the bed, fingers curling into the sheets instead.
Honestly, she expected there to be more awkwardness than this. Not that there isn't some, but she doesn't feel nearly as bad as she expected to. The realization makes her sort of laugh and she turns her face away towards the bed, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth]