( Crumpling. She'd be ashamed to admit it, but it's like she crumples into the embrace, like doing anything other than hugging Steph is impossible, as if she were paper caught in the rain. Her arms lock around Steph, and whether they're sitting or standing or Steph is holding her up becomes an abstract, impossible to answer.
She's angry with herself, that this twisted around to her again. That they lost that happy, comfortable space of teasing and holding and just enjoying each other. That Adam ruined something again. )
okay I think we're out of danger territory
She's angry with herself, that this twisted around to her again. That they lost that happy, comfortable space of teasing and holding and just enjoying each other. That Adam ruined something again. )
There should be glue for people.
( That made sense in her head, really. )