Aug 24, 2014
Talking in Circles
Did she have to do this? Myna was normally all too content to ride awkwardness toward salvation in the hopes of preserving peace, but in this case, she didn't think it would work. Things between her and her roommate-her ex? Well, they were broken at best. She stood outside his bedroom door, fully clothed, unlike her first night in the flat. One knock, that was it. Then the words would come tumbling out on their own. All she had to do was begin the conversation. That took more guts than Myna had. "Shit," she muttered to herself, leaning forward and resting her head on the door. This produced enough of a knock for Jast to have heard. "Double shit."