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Send ✿ for my muse to climb into bed with yours late at night.
she hadn’t meant to end up here, again... why was she always circling back around to this place? why was it that she couldn’t just let this be what it was supposed to be? just work, just another client, just nothing as it always was... with every step forward that nevaeh made, her mind was begging her to reverse it. she’d told her she was leaving hours ago, but instead of going like she’d meant to, she sat outside in her truck, mind going down a tunnel of memories she tried so hard to repress... she was going to regret this, she had things to do, a shift to start in an hour, appointments until the sun came up... her boots were kicked off and sat to the side, jacket off, hands trembling (a trait so out of place on her that it only made the urge to leave even stronger). she pulled back the blankets gingerly, not wanting to wake sheridan, and climbed silently under them. she hesitated to touch her, but after a moment she let her hand run gently over sheridan’s shoulder. “ sher... wake up... ”