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cibo . blame! ([personal profile] watashinonamaewa) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2012-10-08 09:36 am (UTC)

She slid her arms into the jacket in order to pull it over her head and onto her torso. The water still on her body absorbed quickly and her hair caused a great damp spot across the back. At least she was decent. Sort of. She moved beside Murphy and leaned to look to his face. He must have been embarrassed by her lack of clothing. It was the same thing she wore when they first met in the halls.

And his words comforted her. That was what she had hoped for when she asked him to come. That he would say things to make her feel more comfortable with her situation. Not everyone wants to go back, she realized. Staying in this place with Murphy and Scout seemed infinitely better than any single moment spent within the City.

"We can go to my room now..." Maybe Murphy would be more comfortable when she had on pants again. And there were pants in her room. Then they could just sit on her bed and watch one of those shows. Or talk about something. She didn't think too far ahead, really. She only felt that she wanted to spend a short time with him before she went to see Scout for the rest of the night.

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