#he-who-cannot-bow

[the-lady-oneill]

❝ If you want me to get you that drink, you gotta actually let me up off the couch… ❞

“Mmno.”

[the-lady-oneill]

Are you sure that…we should – ? You know… do this?

“We shouldn’t,” she whispered. And still, she was waiting for him to say no. But she hoped he wouldn’t. Hugh was gone, out of town for a whole three days and it had been on one of those rare occasions when he didn’t require her to come with him. Yes, the walls had ears, but she couldn’t sleep by herself. 

                            “...But I’m asking you.”