Lars glances off to the side, furrowing his eyebrows as he seems to contemplate her offer.
The distance between them has been unbearable, and Lars has been doing a good job of inadvertently isolating himself from everyone else, prone as he is to lashing out when he's hurting. So her offer is welcome, but too welcome—Lars can tell from how his heartbeat begins to speed up. Of course he knows it's a totally platonic invite, and Sadie's just—ugh, what, concerned? Damn it—but he can't help how he reacts.
It'd probably be better to turn her down, but Lars can't think of why specifically. And he also misses Sadie... But even friendly interactions feel like a path to ruin. It sucks.
He's been so worked up he hasn't had a decent appetite. Smoking doesn't help. But.]
Yeah, it's cold. Guess I'm a little hungry.
[As if he could turn her down when he's been wanting her so bad. Lars feels embarrassingly weak for her.]
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Lars glances off to the side, furrowing his eyebrows as he seems to contemplate her offer.
The distance between them has been unbearable, and Lars has been doing a good job of inadvertently isolating himself from everyone else, prone as he is to lashing out when he's hurting. So her offer is welcome, but too welcome—Lars can tell from how his heartbeat begins to speed up. Of course he knows it's a totally platonic invite, and Sadie's just—ugh, what, concerned? Damn it—but he can't help how he reacts.
It'd probably be better to turn her down, but Lars can't think of why specifically. And he also misses Sadie... But even friendly interactions feel like a path to ruin. It sucks.
He's been so worked up he hasn't had a decent appetite. Smoking doesn't help. But.]
Yeah, it's cold. Guess I'm a little hungry.
[As if he could turn her down when he's been wanting her so bad. Lars feels embarrassingly weak for her.]