“You have nothing to be sorry for. As I said before, my story is equal parts wounded pride to hurt feelings really. I mean, I know people out there have been through far worse, so I just need to try and learn to put it all behind me now and try and move on” While moving on had seemed like such an insurmountable task for such a long time, it was slowly but surely feeling like something she felt remotely able to start dealing with. When he squeezed her shoulders in a small hug, she looked up at him for the first time since explaining her pathetic story, and gave him a sad smile.
“Yes? Did you not know?” she couldn’t help but laugh at the vision of him slacking off all day in bed. “While I am sure that you would enjoy the extra space, I think we both know that the boredom of being there on your own without anything to do would drive you insane”. When Justin mentioned about him being closer to solving his baggage, Demi felt genuinely happy for him. “Justin, that is so good! See, I said that you would make it to a shack before myself. You will be relaxing in a nice private shack before you know it” she said, beaming at him. “Oh, is that another idea for Finch-Fletchley industries? I am sure that you are right and it would be a most popular service”