( she's not sure what exactly it is that she wants out of logan. not anger, despite her own sharp words, she doesn't actually want to fight with him. but she doesn't want his sympathy either, the heavy sentiments sitting uncomfortably alongside all that nasty guilt that's weighing her down. she wants--
laura wants to forget about the whole thing, really, and go on living her life with the careful balance she'd struck before, of being around without being involved, getting time with him without having to give much of herself in return. it's a stupid pipedream, but it doesn't stop her from longing for the week earlier, where the only concern she'd had was a stupid logo printed tee shirt and whether or not an unfortunate observer might ask her to explain it.
there's a response caught on her lips, mouth opening and then closing just as quickly, because she can't decide if she wants to antagonise him or let it all go, chew him out more or apologise. it's frustrating enough that she lets out a sound an awful lot like a growl, and she steps closer, until that jabbing gesture becomes an actual finger prodded at his chest.
only for a second though, and then instead she's wrapping her arms around his chest and squeezing, tight enough that it's almost as aggressive as all the gesturing. )
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laura wants to forget about the whole thing, really, and go on living her life with the careful balance she'd struck before, of being around without being involved, getting time with him without having to give much of herself in return. it's a stupid pipedream, but it doesn't stop her from longing for the week earlier, where the only concern she'd had was a stupid logo printed tee shirt and whether or not an unfortunate observer might ask her to explain it.
there's a response caught on her lips, mouth opening and then closing just as quickly, because she can't decide if she wants to antagonise him or let it all go, chew him out more or apologise. it's frustrating enough that she lets out a sound an awful lot like a growl, and she steps closer, until that jabbing gesture becomes an actual finger prodded at his chest.
only for a second though, and then instead she's wrapping her arms around his chest and squeezing, tight enough that it's almost as aggressive as all the gesturing. )
Be better. I do not want to do this again.