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The walls creaked, and she was alone. *** The papers were blank. All the work lost. *** Cassian glared at him. "Who are you talking about,...
It wouldn't budge. The room continued to shrink. *** He watched her, his gaze nothing less than a look of pity. *** The front door was...
She would feel his hand in hers as she pulled him, but when she looked back, she would find the space empty. The door stuck closed. *** He threw...
He looked confused. "No. Stop. You're just fine." *** He kept away from her, continuing to tear out the pages like it was some sort of game....
He looked around with a frown. "They're exactly the same." *** He kept it away, stepping back and opening it again, tearing pages out....
He sat up in annoyance, obviously sleepy. "What is it?" *** He tore the book from her, standing over her. "You aren't good enough." ***...
He didn't wake up, turning away from her. *** He loomed over her, watching with dark eyes. "I'm not being mean. Stop acting so sensitive." ***...
He was asleep, unmoving. Everything seemed the same. She would hardly notice the room becoming smaller and smaller every time she looked away....
He didn't reply. The room felt... smaller. *** He looked up at her. She wouldn't be able to see his eyes. "This isn't good enough." *** There...
(Zoop!) It would be late in the night when each person would find themselves. Everything seemed normal, almost. Theresa would find the room the...
He laid back, going to sleep as well.
He wrapped an arm around her, kissing her temple gently. "Let's sleep."
He shook his head. "Of course not."
He scooted closer, taking her hands. "I would tell you. You don't make me uncomfortable, Fina."
He nodded, his brows furrowing. "I'm just fine." *** He closed his eyes, turning over.
He was watching her closely. "No. No, it's alright." *** He didn't say anything, watching sleepily.
He flushed, watching her in surprise. *** He said nothing, relaxing as he observed. *** She closed her eyes, going to drift off.
He sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at her. *** Maverick laid on the couch, looking over at her. *** She hugged him, kissing his jaw.
He looked in before nodding. "Yeah, this works." *** He set his bed up on the couch, his head tilted. *** She went to the remaining room,...
He looked back at her. "No, not really. Any room will do." *** They found blankets and pillows to use for the livingroom. Maverick went to set...
