Re: In Person: Sharon C/Steve R - tub things
No. I can't. He almost turned on her—during—an intimate encounter. She could have died, because they thought... they were both upset. [Steve sighed, his breath buffeting the still-dry strands of Sharon's hair. He didn't want to keep thinking about it, it wasn't his to think about, but it seemed unable to leave the trap of his mind. It just bounced around off the curved walls of his skull, the taste of the liquor rotting on his tongue, shades moving behind closed eyes.
Sharon's smile was some help, though. He smiled back, a small thing.] Yeah. It wasn't seeing it that was the problem. It was feeling it.