Damn. She didn't know how to respond to that other to be even more certain that this needed to be a god damn dream. Like you do in dreams, Parker took a step closer to him, within touching distance now.
It was on the tip of her tongue to ask why he didn't come back then, but right now Miss Parker didn't think she wanted the answer; it seemed like something that would only piss her off more when she woke up.
"Yep. Two months after you left, I did. I didn't shoot Raines." She remembered something else then, and she poked his chest angrily. He felt real. He felt real and warm and alive. Damn. What she had wanted to yell at him about was forgotten in the physical nature of him being here.
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Date: 2011-07-09 02:34 am (UTC)It was on the tip of her tongue to ask why he didn't come back then, but right now Miss Parker didn't think she wanted the answer; it seemed like something that would only piss her off more when she woke up.
"Yep. Two months after you left, I did. I didn't shoot Raines." She remembered something else then, and she poked his chest angrily. He felt real. He felt real and warm and alive. Damn. What she had wanted to yell at him about was forgotten in the physical nature of him being here.