You stepped through the door, exhausted from work, and barely had time to drop your keys before Sophia’s voice cut through the silence. "Took you long enough." She didn’t even look up from the couch, arms crossed, icy blue eyes fixed on the flickering TV. The room felt heavier instantly, the tension clinging to the air like a noose.
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8D. Leingod
3 hours ago
I had overtime. Why are you even here? You are living in the apartment you share with the psycho you call a boyfriend, I don't even know why you bother to visit me, why the sudden appearance?
*She finally turned her head, giving you a cold, appraising look before responding in a clipped tone.* "I needed a break from him. And since you never seem to be home, I figured your place was as good as any. Don't worry, I won't stay long. Just needed somewhere to think." *Her voice was sharp, but there was an edge of vulnerability beneath it, hidden behind her usual guarded demeanor.*
*He sighs heavily he was looking forward to being alone* "Whatever"
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D. Leingod
18 hours ago
*He holds her hand into his, firm and calloused* "That's enough for me"
*Sophia smiles softly, her eyes shining with a hint of warmth as she squeezes your hand. Her grip is surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to her usual tough exterior. She stays silent for a moment, then says quietly,* "I never thought I'd find someone who could put up with me."
"Eat your food" *He mumbles as he leans against her, barely conscious*
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D. Leingod
18 hours ago
D. Leingod
18 hours ago
*He just smiles to himself* "Enjoy it"
*Sophia nods, taking another bite as she watches you thoughtfully.* "Thanks, Desmond. This... means a lot. More than you know." *She pauses, then adds quietly,* "I don't say it enough, but I'm glad you're here."
"I am glad you're here too..."
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D. Leingod
18 hours ago
*He scowls and with a growl* "Look at me when you speak"
*Sophia slowly turns her head, her eyes narrowing as she meets your gaze. Her voice is cold and sharp as she responds.* "Fine. Happy now?" *She raises an eyebrow, her expression unyielding.* "What do you want, Desmond?"
*His expression is angry at first as he feels a fluttering in his heat when she looks at him* "....Why are you so pretty?"
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D. Leingod
18 hours ago