[ South discards her armour haphazardly, taking no care to minimise the noise of metal plates hitting the floor and each other as she piles it up. Everyone else can deal with it.
She pulls her suit down to her waist, leaving her in her sports bra, to get some air on her skin. Groaning, she rolls her shoulders to try and ease some of the tension and aching that comes with wearing armour 24/7.
As North showers, she flops back onto the sheets and exhales. The sound of the running water is almost enough to put her to sleep, for a little while, running on fumes as she is, but the sound of muffled voices beneath the water makes her face twist. ]
Stupid fucking lightbulb.
[ Not a day goes by where she wishes he wouldn’t just give that damn thing up so they could actually stand a chance at being free from all this. She knows he won’t, she made the bargain she’s made for a reason—but she could cut and run, they could cut and run, if only North would stop playing happy families with a computer.
So she doesn’t get that nap, before he finally comes out of the bathroom, and she has to forcibly soften her expression when she hears the door open. ]
No, I want to sit here and starve. [ She snorts. ] Yeah, I wanna order food in. Or, well, I want you to order food in whilst I go fuckin’ shower.
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She pulls her suit down to her waist, leaving her in her sports bra, to get some air on her skin. Groaning, she rolls her shoulders to try and ease some of the tension and aching that comes with wearing armour 24/7.
As North showers, she flops back onto the sheets and exhales. The sound of the running water is almost enough to put her to sleep, for a little while, running on fumes as she is, but the sound of muffled voices beneath the water makes her face twist. ]
Stupid fucking lightbulb.
[ Not a day goes by where she wishes he wouldn’t just give that damn thing up so they could actually stand a chance at being free from all this. She knows he won’t, she made the bargain she’s made for a reason—but she could cut and run, they could cut and run, if only North would stop playing happy families with a computer.
So she doesn’t get that nap, before he finally comes out of the bathroom, and she has to forcibly soften her expression when she hears the door open. ]
No, I want to sit here and starve. [ She snorts. ] Yeah, I wanna order food in. Or, well, I want you to order food in whilst I go fuckin’ shower.