would lead to familiarity, to flirting, back to old ways, and rosie knew that if she had to go through that again and see it end the same way, they wouldnโt make it out unscathed this time.
the sensible option would be to just keep each other at armโs length, right?
her gaze bounced between every slight movement dylan made, her nervous energy mixing with the cool morning air, a slight shiver sheโd tried to hide.
โI was just โฆ going for a run, so .. โ sheโd use the idea as an excuse, because she knew better. knew that coffee +
a quiet laugh escaped her, glancing back at the alien with a newfound appreciation, โ well, thatโs a bloody trek for a keyring .โ gaze caught rosie again, catching the nervousness behind her expression. she recognised it, more than sheโd care to admit. it was comical though,
mailbox and area 51 and all. extraterrestrial highway. kinda kooky alien central over there.โ she offered up as an explanation โ for the giftโs origin, yet not quite the reasoning behind getting it for her in the first place.
โI thought youโd be asleep.โ
โyeah, itโs .. y-yeah.โ a slight nod came at the questions, one after the other, nervous gaze still settled on every movement dylan made. she hadnโt exactly prepared herself for this kind of .. confrontation.
โI got it just outside of vegas. yโknow, black +
โ you werenโt going to what ? break in and rob me?โ dylan mumbled, amused at the sight of rosie crouching down to prop the bucket upright again. a sleepy grin tugged at the corners of her mouth, though it didnโt quite hide the surprise of seeing the brunette outside.
hearing noise come from inside the boat, rosie froze to the spot. it would look even more guilty if she was seen running away down the dock, but then if speaking to dylan was the alternative ..
before she had chance to decide, her fate was already sealed, wide eyes +
dylan lay inside fast asleep when the clatter dragged her out of it. a muffled groan escaped her as she shifted around beneath the covers. when you lived on your own, every noise rang so much louder. for a moment, she contemplated ignoring whatever it was. โjesus christ,โ
landing on the blonde as she emerged into the morning sunlight.
โhi.โ her voice was quiet, gaze dropping to the bucket, taking the chance to crouch down and set it back upright.
โsorry. I didnโt mean toโ I wasnโt going to .. โ she didnโt really have an explanation, +
little plush green alien with an โI <3 earthโ t-shirt hung on a keychain, but as soon as sheโd found somewhere to hang it just outside the door, she clumsily stepped right back into a bucket โ metal and empty, and tipped over with a loud clatter just to roll across the deck.
despite claiming she had โthings to doโ, rosie really didnโt have a plan for her evening. she didnโt have the energy to visit her family just yet, knowing theyโd have a thousand questions for her as usual, and there wasnโt anywhere she really needed to be.
after picking +
the blonde could hear rosie announcing her departure as she was handed her coffee and slipped out the door back onto the main street. one hand shoved back into her pocket, the other being kept warm with the coffee cup. she hadnโt expected rosie to leave too, not that she had
handful of people out and about already with nets and fishing gear at the ready. but rosie was only there to make a brief stop, carefully climbing aboard a boat she was more than familiar with.
the idea had been to just leave the gift somewhere that dylan would find it, a +