Aug 8, 2017
@scorestole. / cont.
bonnie watches him for a moment, and then narrows her eyes like she’s suspicious. there’s something in his voice, or maybe just his words, that makes her feel like there’s going to be something awful getting dropped in a second, here.
‘ you’re not kicking me out and just taking me somewhere i can eat my feelings to make it all better, right? ’
‘ that can’t really be how little you think of me. ’ to be clear: what she’s accused him of is absolutely the route he’d take if they were in such a position. he’s still standing awkwardly, awaiting her answer about the meal.
‘ i figured we’d punched enough holes in our fast food cards for a fancy dinner. my treat. no strings. ’