Minutes later, Laura came back into the room and leaned against the doorframe, arms folded across her chest. She felt suddenly petty and childish, frustrated with herself, but also with him. With everything. With her own mind, and her inability to understand it.
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Date: 2020-09-01 03:31 am (UTC)"I'm going home. I want to sleep in my own bed."