"You called me pretty." He smirks as he turns around to open the fridge. "That's an improvement."
But his eyes go blank as her words take a while to reach him. The thought -- the memory, as if he'd been watching from outside his own body -- of his captors grooming him made his throat go dry. He reached out to grab the carton of eggs with the slightest of tremors in his hand.
"Sorry. Not a heavy sleeper."
He used to be. His voice comes out tight, so he works to loosen it up. Nothing's wrong, nothing at all.
"And don't try to steal my March birthday limelight, kid."
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18/5/16 03:47 (UTC)But his eyes go blank as her words take a while to reach him. The thought -- the memory, as if he'd been watching from outside his own body -- of his captors grooming him made his throat go dry. He reached out to grab the carton of eggs with the slightest of tremors in his hand.
"Sorry. Not a heavy sleeper."
He used to be. His voice comes out tight, so he works to loosen it up. Nothing's wrong, nothing at all.
"And don't try to steal my March birthday limelight, kid."