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spinrightround (spinrightround) wrote in pandorarpg,

For a moment, she almost didn't recognize her own name, so lost was she in the moment, but when he grabbed her hips and pulled her down, she was broken back into reality. As if to drive it home, he cried out her name again.

She then began to panic. Her heart beat rapidly as her brain scrambled for something, anything to say that could get her out of this. Bloody fucking hell, I shouldn't have done this. Why did I do this? This was the worst idea I've ever had!

For a brief moment, she wondered if this was whatever had created that vision a week ago, the one that had seemed like her boggart, for this was feeling just like that. All she needed was to hear George say what a terrible, dirty whore she was for doing this, and her nightmare would be complete.

The only thing that kept her from running was the fact that her legs felt like jelly, and very likely couldn't carry her as far as the curtain, let alone to the dressing room. Because of this, she was all but forced into confronting him.

She couldn't say anything, simply looked back at him looking absolutely terrified at whatever he might say to her.