Re: Hotel: Ash D & Shane A
[Shane rolls his eyes at the pulp of a girl. He wishes he had a cigarette.] Keep thinkin' of something. No one with half a brain is gonna buy that shit.
[Knowing the ambulance is going to take a few more minutes, he shifts on the floor, removing the jacket to spread it over her prone form after she shivers, cushioning her head with the muscle of his thigh. He says nothing.]