The Explanation // Olive x Murray
She had gotten what she felt she needed. She had gotten some air, downed too many drinks, and met someone she felt could give her muse. The hazy images of the night no longer held the picture of the carnage she had inflicted upon their apartment. With every wobbly step closer to their apartment building she felt something rise in her throat. For a moment she thought she was going to puke, just release everything in her stomach out onto the pavement. She held it in long enough to get to the front door. Thats when she saw him. Her heart stopped, she was worried about seeing him again, but now that she had, she wanted to rush to him. Wrap her arms around him and sink into the familiar scent of his chest. Olivia wanted to burst into tears, apologize for causing him any sort of worry. She knew why he was leaving, this wasnt a stroll at one in the morning, this was a mission to find her. She wouldnt, she could keep it together, and try to keep this as composed as possible to she could maybe get everything she wanted out. “hey Mur” she breathed with a small smile, closing the distance between them. “I should have called, I am sorry” she let out as she pressed her forehead into his chest. She wasnt ready to go upstairs yet, to deal with the chaos, she wanted one small moment in the frigid Boston air.
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