[ Steph is having one of those crying spells that people are liable to have when they've been trapped in a snowy hell for 9 months and the person they love the most died a month ago and still hasn't come back. She wipes her eyes furiously before turning to glare daggers at the intruder.
But then he has to look so scared and pathetic, and she rolls her eyes before pulling out her tablet to check the time. She's been here hours already, got comfortable, even dumped out the various pillows, towels, thin sheets and stuffed animals she carries with her to make her usual bed-nest. ]
I'm not gonna fight you. It's too late for you to find another place tonight anyway.
III.
But then he has to look so scared and pathetic, and she rolls her eyes before pulling out her tablet to check the time. She's been here hours already, got comfortable, even dumped out the various pillows, towels, thin sheets and stuffed animals she carries with her to make her usual bed-nest. ]
I'm not gonna fight you. It's too late for you to find another place tonight anyway.