Nov 25, 2007 10:24
She's walked around in a fog lately. Fake smiles and general...lies.
But she's finally tired of it. What's the point of having fought for Wes so long if she's just going to sabotage and shut him out? She woke up one morning, decision made.
Of course, he's not here right now...there was a meeting or...something. She stopped paying attention until he kissed her forehead and walked out.
That was a few hours ago. Now she knows that as soon as he comes home, she wants to talk. 'Course...she doesn't look like it.
You know. Just sitting there blankly on the couch.
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