She was running out of steam. Partly because she was only good for short bursts of misery any longer--she'd trained herself well to control it and keep moving no matter what happened--and partly because he was...so...stubborn about not caring. Stubbornly knowing just what to do.
"Don't leave." She bit her lip, not looking up at him. "I can't do it without you."
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Date: 2010-04-08 02:37 am (UTC)"Don't leave." She bit her lip, not looking up at him. "I can't do it without you."