why do u do this
do you like hurting me

« just– haveta finish
some of the—-ese. »
& she’ll try, rather
unsuccessfully,
to stifle a yawn.

« what? i wasn’t even doing anything! »
she was trying to sneak out
from under her mother’s nose;
but that’s besides the point.
« a dead one. »

she won’t even clarify that
he was dead before he
managed to throttle her.
maybe that way, he’ll
leave her be.
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❝i couldn’t sleep. thought
you’d be awake, so… i
thought i’d, you know.❞
her cheeks flush pink, one part nervous,
& three parts embarrassed. carefully,
she makes her way over to where he is,
and places one leg on either side of his
own. her arms hugging loosely around
his middle, she feels a strange comfort.
she’ll lay her forehead on his
shoulder, her mouth pressing
into the warm fabric of his shirt.