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Michael Corner (inthedarkness) wrote in inpoormerit,

Quite a bit of the dirt and grime was finally gone when he opened the curtain again upon his return. She snorted a little when all he picked up on was her worry of him getting hurt. "I appreciate your help but that's not what I meant... If I really am... And I bite you. Doesn't that mean you'll become whatever I am? Isn't that how it works?"

She ran her hands through her hair and under the water. She wasn't bothering with any sort of shampoo, simply wanted to get basically clean and then get out. She was too damned tired to care. Whatever internal conflict they were both having, she was just too tired to care or focus or even pretend to think on it. It was too complicated and her brain was simply trying to compensate for the loud noises and the desire to eat him. In a bad way. How could she feel so hungry despite being so damned full?

And just thinking about it had her eyes narrowing but she shook it off with a gentle movement of her head. "I don't want that to happen..."