It's so hard to lie to him but in this case, it might be necessary, if only to save her dignity. What dignity, she asks herself? The small crumb that she still has left that wasn't shredded by her own hands when she dreamt that his gun was a woman, and she was seducing him.
How is she even supposed to explain that!?
She squirms a little more, lifting the covers up closer to herself as she slides an inch away from him.]
I was— [She feels a lump in her throat that eats her words, and she swallows. Hard.] It was just really vivid is all. It surprised me.
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It's so hard to lie to him but in this case, it might be necessary, if only to save her dignity. What dignity, she asks herself? The small crumb that she still has left that wasn't shredded by her own hands when she dreamt that his gun was a woman, and she was seducing him.
How is she even supposed to explain that!?
She squirms a little more, lifting the covers up closer to herself as she slides an inch away from him.]
I was— [She feels a lump in her throat that eats her words, and she swallows. Hard.] It was just really vivid is all. It surprised me.
[She's a terrible liar. Terrible.]