[ She rests her head on his shoulder as he drinks, then takes the bottle back from him. She takes a sip of her own before she idly holds the vodka in her lap. There is a distinct sense that she is physically relaxing for the first time in weeks, and even she's a little surprised by how tense she must have been for all that time.
Making a quiet noise, she nods a little. Since the moment she opened the door, actually leaving him has not occurred to her, despite knowing that she has a paid-for room waiting for her just a short stroll down the road. She would sleep on the floor if necessary, to remain in the same physical space with him.
One hand goes back to his face, and she cranes her neck up to kiss him. ]
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Making a quiet noise, she nods a little. Since the moment she opened the door, actually leaving him has not occurred to her, despite knowing that she has a paid-for room waiting for her just a short stroll down the road. She would sleep on the floor if necessary, to remain in the same physical space with him.
One hand goes back to his face, and she cranes her neck up to kiss him. ]