Room 322, Sunday night

[sensitivejim]

Josiah stepped into his room quietly, the woman behind him. He didn't want to be here with her as much as he did, as much as he knew that this was where he was supposed to be. But she had been about to make a mistake that would have sent her spiralling further on her path to self-destruction

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[lovelylana]

Lana followed him, feeling half hopeful, half hopeless. She closed the door once they were both in and turned to him. "Well?"

[sensitivejim]

Josiah kept his eyes on the ground as he swallowed hard. "We should . . . get changed. For bed."

[lovelylana]

Lana nodded. She got the old t-shirt she always slept in and quickly pulled all her clothes off and got into it. She put her clothes away in the hamper and turned back to Josiah. "I'm ready."

The need still burned inside her. Despite all of her best efforts this weekend she hadn't been able to satisfy it. Now she was alone with the one she felt like she belonged to somehow.

[sensitivejim]

While she was changing, Josiah hurried jerked on his own pyjama bottoms and t-shirt, and realised that he probably should have gotten the first part of their deal done with before their number of clothes had decreased.

He licked his lips nervously. "Do you want your kiss now?"