she could understand where he’s coming from, she’s used to running away but she’s gotten too comfortable, and she was okay with being comfortable with 𝐡𝐢𝐦. but now he was talking about leaving.
absently twists a single lock of hair 'round and 'round his finger. too comfortable, i think. his voice takes on a distinct quality, wistful and restless all at once; it's clear he isn't talking about physical comfort anymore. his other