As soon as her phone dinged telling her she had a message, she knew what was coming. The talk she didn't want to have. She didn't bother to pretty herself up. She just pulled her hair back into a messy pony tail and went outside in her sweats. She didn't even bother with shoes. She walked downstairs slowly, trying to drag it out as long as possible. Finally, arms wrapped around herself, she walked up to him, but said nothing.