somewhere above Milliways: morning after
She'd had a shower, after. Washing off the sweat of space and panic far more than the mess of sex. Combed out the snarls from her long, almost curly dark hair. Felt human.
Felt alive.
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When she fell asleep, exhausted, she'd curled in close to him. It's not that she'd subconsciously follow if he moved, it was just...
She needed to touch someone.
That was all.
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She dreamed, naturally.
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Nightmares, from the faint whimpers and and half-audible pleading.
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When she wakes, sometime around dawn, circles under her eyes but mind awake, well.
As far as her memory is concerned, she didn't dream a damn thing.
Felt alive.
~
When she fell asleep, exhausted, she'd curled in close to him. It's not that she'd subconsciously follow if he moved, it was just...
She needed to touch someone.
That was all.
~
She dreamed, naturally.
~
Nightmares, from the faint whimpers and and half-audible pleading.
~
When she wakes, sometime around dawn, circles under her eyes but mind awake, well.
As far as her memory is concerned, she didn't dream a damn thing.