[Post Finale] -- Post 2.10
Annie wasn't sure why exactly she was meeting Clay for dinner, but it seemed almost natural at this point. There was a crisis in her life and he was there for her. Maybe not there for her, but there.
She had no doubt that he really would let her stay in his guest room for as long as she needed, which amounted to him being there for her, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep with him in the next room. Not without being able to hear him every night or feel him hold her. It just wouldn't work and she knew that. Even seeing him in the office every day distracted her.
Getting a hot dog was going to be bad enough, but maybe it would be enough.
She had no doubt that he really would let her stay in his guest room for as long as she needed, which amounted to him being there for her, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep with him in the next room. Not without being able to hear him every night or feel him hold her. It just wouldn't work and she knew that. Even seeing him in the office every day distracted her.
Getting a hot dog was going to be bad enough, but maybe it would be enough.