closed for: @vanessagable
where: her place, seabrook
After opting not to use his key to Van's place -- not because he thought he couldn't, but rather he didn't want to invade her space if she still needed some -- X found himself experiencing some mild dread as he seated himself on her couch and waited for her to join him. Sleep had eluded him for the most part after he left Sharky's, a racing mind keeping him awake as the night hours slipped into morning as he allowed himsef to overthink to oblivion.
( His perpetual downfall. )
He's never invested himself enough in a relationship to care to have conversations like the one he thinks they need to have, raised voices and quick ends were always more comfortable to him than vulnerability, but for her he would try.
"I don't know what happened last night." He admits, his reaction motivating his statement as much as her reaction to her ex-husbands post did.
