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oscar had to laugh, she certainly had a way of understating things. “oh, i have lots of opinions. i get the impression, though, that you don’t give a shit what i think.” now that they were behind closed doors he could drop the niceties, no need to smile or maintain his public image. he was glad she’d opted for privacy, best not to make a scene and with how uncertain he was with how this conversation was gonna go, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep himself entirely in check. “pretty quick wedding though, very short list of reasons why someone would do that.” he muses darkly, jaw clenched as his eyes stay focused on her back.
and within seconds the tension was back, all relief she’d felt at having this conversation in private gone as soon as oscar opens his mouth again. it’s a jab at her that claudette feels in equal parts is absolutely deserved and is also completely unfair. “i don’t know how i could have given that impression,” she counters, even though she knows exactly why he might feel that way right now. but she would argue that her actions in the past few months speak far more than one drunken night. this was a conversation she’d dreaded for many reasons - not wanting to admit to anyone, let alone oscar, just how badly she’d fucked up being one of them. but also... discussing this situation was opening the door for a potential conversation about what really was going on between them, and that was something claudette didn’t want to face. not when she felt fairly certain it wouldn’t go the way she wanted - much like those type of conversations never did. “because they’re drunk,” she answers, finally turning around to face him and staring him straight on. “that’s all.” it’s not entirely the truth - there were other factors that came into play like regrets about the past and all of the what-ifs and what-should-have-beens that came along with them. but in the end, it truly was the alcohol that pushed both of them over the edge. and though she hasn’t talked much about it with adam yet, has yet to figure out exactly what they’re doing, claudette knew they both stood on the same page of realizing this was a fuck up.















