Tristran waits by the edge of the tub for the water to finish filling it up, and lets out a sigh.
That...he doesn't know if he can keep it up any longer, truth be told. This confusion, this odd feeling in his chest, every time he sees her. It doesn't make any sense, and yet it does.
He begins to take his shirt off. Never mind that. He is finally home (well, he will be very soon) and soon everything will make perfectly clear sense.
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Date: 2007-08-07 05:00 am (UTC)That...he doesn't know if he can keep it up any longer, truth be told. This confusion, this odd feeling in his chest, every time he sees her. It doesn't make any sense, and yet it does.
He begins to take his shirt off. Never mind that. He is finally home (well, he will be very soon) and soon everything will make perfectly clear sense.