Room 239/240, the wee tiny hours of the night/morning
There are many reasons relationships don't happen in the Peacekeepers, and one of those reasons is that Aeryn's found it really hard to get a good night's sleep lately. She did manage to fall asleep for a while, only to wake up sometime around 3 a.m., unable to do more than close her eyes and lay there.
When her night vision kicks in, she's vaguely aware of the little white figures on top of her dresser. When she realizes what they are a second later, she becomes acutely aware of them. One is turned in her direction, and since she knows the sewed-on expression on its little stuffed polar bear face, it kind of seems like it might be frowning at her.
Which is stupid. First, it's a stuffed animal. It can't frown. It has no facial muscles. It isn't even sentient. Second, even if it could frown at her, it isn't like she's done anything wrong. They didn't break up. And even if they had, she's not sure she could be faulted for that decision. The damn thing would have no reason to frown. The inanimate object can not be disappointed in her.
Within a few minutes, Aeryn's quietly getting out of bed in order to open the dresser- and stops. Putting away the polar bears John gave her feels final. It feels like the next step to the option she didn't choose. She closes the drawer again- the drawer on the dresser that he also got for her- and instead turns all three polar bears around so their backs are to her. Which is silly, but it's late, and she hasn't really been eating or sleeping, and she's just a big ball of emo right now and sometimes you just have to give in to the silly impulses if it helps.
She crawls back into bed, decidedly not looking towards the dresser, and fails to get back to sleep for a while.
When her night vision kicks in, she's vaguely aware of the little white figures on top of her dresser. When she realizes what they are a second later, she becomes acutely aware of them. One is turned in her direction, and since she knows the sewed-on expression on its little stuffed polar bear face, it kind of seems like it might be frowning at her.
Which is stupid. First, it's a stuffed animal. It can't frown. It has no facial muscles. It isn't even sentient. Second, even if it could frown at her, it isn't like she's done anything wrong. They didn't break up. And even if they had, she's not sure she could be faulted for that decision. The damn thing would have no reason to frown. The inanimate object can not be disappointed in her.
Within a few minutes, Aeryn's quietly getting out of bed in order to open the dresser- and stops. Putting away the polar bears John gave her feels final. It feels like the next step to the option she didn't choose. She closes the drawer again- the drawer on the dresser that he also got for her- and instead turns all three polar bears around so their backs are to her. Which is silly, but it's late, and she hasn't really been eating or sleeping, and she's just a big ball of emo right now and sometimes you just have to give in to the silly impulses if it helps.
She crawls back into bed, decidedly not looking towards the dresser, and fails to get back to sleep for a while.