*The surprise is palpable, and his breath changes pace like someone stepping farther to avoid a crack. He pulls his hands away to sign.*
{No, of course he didn't.}
{You can't erase something like that in just two weeks.}
*... Whatever 'something like that' really was. Prying questions that tried to dig into his life like persistent roots? One drunk night on a couch? He's too tired and still too close to whatever anger drove him to slam the copy's head against the table to get him to stop moving to want to soul-search deeply right now, even if he's replying the way he is.*
Hahaha
{No, of course he didn't.}
{You can't erase something like that in just two weeks.}
*... Whatever 'something like that' really was. Prying questions that tried to dig into his life like persistent roots? One drunk night on a couch? He's too tired and still too close to whatever anger drove him to slam the copy's head against the table to get him to stop moving to want to soul-search deeply right now, even if he's replying the way he is.*