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Marcella Bellini (born_greater) wrote in nevermore_logs,

It was different, coming in here with Cathal instead of rolling in drunk with Jesse. Marcie was seeing the place in a new light. She'd seen herself throwing herself into his arms the moment they were inside the door, but instead she clutched her handbag and looked around as if she hadn't been here before.

She really was used to men who made their desires very clear to her, and expected her compliance with them. One or two had been a bit different, but it was easier not to grow attached when you didn't like a guy that much in the first place. Cathal was... not that. It was a glimpse into the sort of relationship her parents had, and she hadn't really envisioned that for herself, once her naïve dreams had been shattered in high school.

"Sure," Marcie said in reply to the wine, setting her bag down on the sofa. She followed him though, catching his hand. She needed... something, and right now it was him. "Or, we could-"