Just another crease, yeah.
WHO: Emi and Ale
WHEN: Tuesday morning (some few minutes after Valentines Day, really)
WHERE: Ale's house
WHAT: Once free from Chai and Ana's grasp (and full of delicious curry), Emi sets off to her original destination: Ale's house. Fluff and wangst and bonding will ensue, ladies and gentlemen.
Emi knew she was beyond late now. Having turned off her phone as soon as she had left her apartment some two, almost three, hours ago, Emi had no idea if Ale had even bothered to call or text to ask where she was. Hopefully he wasn't worrying. And hopefully John wasn't over at his place because there really was no need for anyone else to see her in this state right now. The (forced) dinner with Chai and Ana had been...a pleasant distraction, but not enough for her to ignore the hurt that still lingered.
Which is why she all but ran back to the Charleston, got into her car, and drove as quickly as possible (and probably more than a little bit over the speed limit) to get to Ale's house.
Fingers gripping the strap of her messenger bag-slash-overnight bag, Emi trudged her way up to the front door before rapping her knuckles against the wooden frame.
However, the moment the door opened, Emi felt her bottom lip instantly tremble. And she knew she was overreacting, knew that this small slight on Jared's part was nothing compared to the more extravagant things he did for her - like buy her that plane ticket to potentially go home (she ignored the small voice in her head that mentioned their fight and just trying to make things better because of that). But that didn't stop the slight sting that came to her eyes, a sting which instantly took her back to those moments when she was eighteen and nineteen and ran to the older man for comfort.
Practically gluing herself to his chest, Emi bit her lip. "Ale...C-Can I stay the night?" she mumbled into his shirt, gripping the material beneath her fingers.
WHEN: Tuesday morning (some few minutes after Valentines Day, really)
WHERE: Ale's house
WHAT: Once free from Chai and Ana's grasp (and full of delicious curry), Emi sets off to her original destination: Ale's house. Fluff and wangst and bonding will ensue, ladies and gentlemen.
Emi knew she was beyond late now. Having turned off her phone as soon as she had left her apartment some two, almost three, hours ago, Emi had no idea if Ale had even bothered to call or text to ask where she was. Hopefully he wasn't worrying. And hopefully John wasn't over at his place because there really was no need for anyone else to see her in this state right now. The (forced) dinner with Chai and Ana had been...a pleasant distraction, but not enough for her to ignore the hurt that still lingered.
Which is why she all but ran back to the Charleston, got into her car, and drove as quickly as possible (and probably more than a little bit over the speed limit) to get to Ale's house.
Fingers gripping the strap of her messenger bag-slash-overnight bag, Emi trudged her way up to the front door before rapping her knuckles against the wooden frame.
However, the moment the door opened, Emi felt her bottom lip instantly tremble. And she knew she was overreacting, knew that this small slight on Jared's part was nothing compared to the more extravagant things he did for her - like buy her that plane ticket to potentially go home (she ignored the small voice in her head that mentioned their fight and just trying to make things better because of that). But that didn't stop the slight sting that came to her eyes, a sting which instantly took her back to those moments when she was eighteen and nineteen and ran to the older man for comfort.
Practically gluing herself to his chest, Emi bit her lip. "Ale...C-Can I stay the night?" she mumbled into his shirt, gripping the material beneath her fingers.