[The water moves as Silco changes his position, the small and warm waves lapping against their bodies. Richard lowered his injured hand into the water, forms a small cup with his palm and raises it back to the surface. He watches the water to spill through his fingers and slide along his forearm back to the tub.
And just like that, the nice and relaxed atmosphere between is gone. The bubble of comfort is popped and everything is raw again as they are standing around the hushed topic. Jinx had contacted him, yes, she had made it very clear that whatever he was doing was wrong and that he ought to just conform to her idea of romance. That he should be prepared to repair whatever damage she was going to leave behind.
But it was not just because of her words that had tainted the mood. Silco, too, kept mentioning her going away and using it as a reason for them to enter their previous domestic state. But then again, hadn't that been the same last time, too?]
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And just like that, the nice and relaxed atmosphere between is gone. The bubble of comfort is popped and everything is raw again as they are standing around the hushed topic. Jinx had contacted him, yes, she had made it very clear that whatever he was doing was wrong and that he ought to just conform to her idea of romance. That he should be prepared to repair whatever damage she was going to leave behind.
But it was not just because of her words that had tainted the mood. Silco, too, kept mentioning her going away and using it as a reason for them to enter their previous domestic state. But then again, hadn't that been the same last time, too?]
What am I, then?