Re: Courtyard - Clem/Graham
Wouldn't. Like you fine just how you are. [She admitted it without thinking too hard on it. Clem didn't have any insecurities that made her stop and worry about things before they went from her mind to her lips. She didn't fear rejection. She didn't go chasing anyone who didn't want to chase her. So she said it easy, no vulnerability in telling a man she liked him fine.] You like me just fine the way I am too. [She said it with that same brash confidence, and with a smile reared on wrapping boys around all of her fingers without caring a lick for any of them special.]
Who said I need the right boy to be happy? Sex's just fine without loving, honey. [She didn't actually think she'd be able to convince him of that, but she knew it was plenty true.] Can be just like watching a good movie, or riding a thrilling coaster. Fun, without anything more. I'm not saying loving don't exist; I seen it. I'm saying being with someone without it is just fine. [And she did know loving existed, because she'd seen the way he'd looked at her sister. She knew that was loving.
She lost her footing a few spins in, dizzy as could be, and she laughed as they fell. They were damn filthy, and she was sure she'd never get the mud out of her hair, but she rolled onto her back and looked at the stormy sky, and she just couldn't bring herself to caring. She scooted enough to rest her head on his shoulder, and she kicked at one of her feet with his.] Just a few more minutes.
[Then she'd go on in and worry about washing up. But just a few more minutes. She closed her eyes, and she let the rain fall on her closed eyelids, and she didn't think about one damn zombie.]