melly. (melbobbin) wrote in fiftyfourdiagon, @ 2016-04-13 21:03:00 |
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For a long couple of moments, Melinda stared at the conversation between her and Kirley in the journals. At his message in particular. She hadn't expected her reaction. It hadn't bothered her before, the nature of their relationship. Hell, she'd even let him leave her at parties or while they were out when he saw something he liked. She had rooted herself deeply in the stance that it wasn't an issue between the two of them -- that her feelings for him weren't reliant on exclusivity. But this? This was different. It bothered her in ways she didn't quite understand. She waited just long enough to be able to get the potion she had been working on to a stable state before turning the flame low and letting it be. She made her way up to Kirley's flat. She took a deep breath, trying to push the discomfort she was feeling away before knocking. It was unsuccessful, of course. The feelings that were circling around in her brain showed easily on her face and she knew it. As her hands fell, so did her gaze, trying to hide behind a curtain of black. Not that it was at all successful. |