Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
I know. IDK I coulda handled bad shit the day we went to the doctor at first, yeah? Es verdad. Even now, it's not good. We only got two months to go, probably less, and I think I get more fucked up about it every day. [But she shakes her head, because it's not about that, yeah? THIS isn't about that.
He cups her face, and she looks up at him steady a few seconds. Then, she draws back and takes his hand. She tugs him to his desk, to the chair behind it, and she nudges him until he sits. If he does, she leans against his thigh. She doesn't straddle his legs or anything, because that's not as easy as it once was, but she wants to, yeah? Which is probably obvious as fuck. She settles for drawing fingers along his jaw, then along his ear and curving there, then up to his temple.] It's like I said on the phone, yeah? I just wanna know what's bad, what I should be careful of, yeah? Like, for me it's being held down. I don't do good with that. You know that already. [She leans in, presses her nose just behind his ear, because it's an easier conversation to have that way, yeah?]