It's been rough. It's always rough but these last six months have been much harder than she would have liked. She's not even sure what the sate of the apartment is, or if he even wants to be near here at this point. She feels dirty and wrong in places.
But it never hurts to call right?
"hey Hal...it's me...I..had a thing for work..sorry I was gone so long, but uh...I'm..you know..home or whatever. Oh god I didn't realize it was three am. Uh..call me whenever you get this. Bye."
With that she flops onto her couch in the dark, too tired to turn on the lights, really needing a shower to sooth the points of bruising away..











