the one where tracey and zach discuss srs stuff Who: Tracey Davis and Zach Smith What: Talking about Rookwood. When: Monday evening (backdated) Where: Zach's Room Status: Incomplete Warning: TBA
Tracey wasn't quite sure what to think. The truth about their relationship was that they did a lot of shagging. That was how they spent a lot of their time together, alone. Not that they didn't have a fantastic relationship, because they did. It was just that they'd finally overcome most of the hurdles they had faced together, and they saw enough of each other during the day to get all of the conversation out of the way. When they did talk, it was usually in the aftermath of sex. Tracey loved that about them. It worked, and they were happy.
Today, she had just felt that perhaps the way they worked was wrong.
She had expected him to want her over for sex, but had been so abrupt over journals about just wanting to talk that she thought she had perhaps done something wrong. Tracey couldn't think of anything. Perhaps a few months ago she would have immediately thought he wanted to end things, but that wasn't the case now. They were good for each other, and besides, he hadn't met anyone else. What else was going on?
Chewing at her bottom lip, Tracey knocked twice before entering his bedroom. She knew he was waiting for her, and because she felt bad about even bringing up sex when he was in a bad mood, she had purposefully dressed as least-sexy as possible. Of course, this was Tracey, so even her little shorts and blouse were upscale in comparison to most girl's casual attire.