#litmoons

" your only job tonight is to fall apart for me . . . understood ? "

"  you  really  should've  call  instead  of  just  showing  up  unannounced  .  .  .  what  if  i  had  company  over  ?  "

"you should go." he starts, forcing his gaze away from their own. "i'm far too old for you to be playing these games with me."

          “   go  on  then.   tell  me  how  much  you  don’t  want  this  when  you’re  practically  shaking  in  desperation  for  me.   ”

a quick, knowing smirk curved his lips, turning to look at her. " are we about to pretend that i don't hear you back? " he leaned against the counter, very much amused by the topic. " my name on your lips... " his voice was deliberately quiet, but still he made sure she heard him.

     “ what , do you expect me to clap and praise you for the bare minimum ? maybe if you were doing all of that months ago , we'd still be together . ”

          “ you know what ... you two nearly had me convinced tonight. ” the beer bottle clinks onto the marble counter, the only sound to fill the silence between the two of them. “ well, at least, you made it believable. brooks on the other hand ? fell flat. ”