caspertwood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} caspertwood) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} 20somethings, |
At his name, in that pinched tone, Casper woke more fully, though his brain was still foggy with waking and that sort of happy exhaustion that comes from an amazing night in bed. He sat up a bit, looking down at her. "Yes?" he asked, his face not quite concerned - yet - but somewhere close to it. "Fiona?" he asked, his worry growing, she didn't seem okay. He took his arm away from her waist and moved a couple of inches back in the bed.
Did she regret this? That was certainly what it seemed... Casper would be, in all honesty, crushed, but he'd also, he guessed, understand. He would do his best to make sure things at work weren't awkward...