"Good." At least that was something they could share wherever the fuck they both were. Whenever they both were outside of this weird world of the Barge. They could both be pissed and missing each other even if they weren't there anymore.
Miss Parker didn't think that their relationship would have stood a chance had it not been for how she'd been here, the things she had learned. If she was honest with herself (and Parker really hated doing that) she would admit how much of the change and why she could graduate was because of the weeks that he'd been here. Those weeks had done her more good than the year proceeding it.
Anticipation and worry that his touch wouldn't be as solid made Parker hold her breath when he reached out to touch her. Then when she felt him, she smiled. It was a real smile, without teasing or malice or forethought. There was nothing there but a smile.
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Date: 2011-07-09 03:10 am (UTC)Miss Parker didn't think that their relationship would have stood a chance had it not been for how she'd been here, the things she had learned. If she was honest with herself (and Parker really hated doing that) she would admit how much of the change and why she could graduate was because of the weeks that he'd been here. Those weeks had done her more good than the year proceeding it.
Anticipation and worry that his touch wouldn't be as solid made Parker hold her breath when he reached out to touch her. Then when she felt him, she smiled. It was a real smile, without teasing or malice or forethought. There was nothing there but a smile.