[There's a pause.] I'm gonna make some tea. [She says, softly, turning to the sink. Which, by the way, is filled with dishes. It's hard for her to get some room to put the kettle under the faucet. Hell, it's hard for her to hold it.
But she manages to fill it anyway, putting it on the stove and turning the heat on. She doesn't say anything else, and the silence hangs thick and heavy in the air.
She doesn't know what she wants to talk about. Or think about.]
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Date: 2018-04-07 06:35 pm (UTC)But she manages to fill it anyway, putting it on the stove and turning the heat on. She doesn't say anything else, and the silence hangs thick and heavy in the air.
She doesn't know what she wants to talk about. Or think about.]