By the time Claire spoke again, there were silent tears running down Priestly's cheeks. With a small sniffle, she reached up to wipe at her eyes again, eyes turning down to hit the floor. "Yes I am," she said simply, her voice quiet. Biting at one of the rings through her lip, Priestly then turned and moved towards the closet. Might as well get dressed before leaving.
"Figures though," she said as she pulled her Surf Naked shirt and favorite blue plaid skirt from their hangers. "I mean, it's been kinda hard that someone like you would have actually wanted to be with me the whole time anyway." And wasn't that the truth? How Priestly had lucked out and gotten Claire had been beyond her since day one. She didn't date much, not girls or guys, and the ones she had dated? They hadn't been anything like Claire.