[ Whatever hurt Sharon feels curdles the moment she realizes she's being lied to. Worse, it comes with a shitty attempt to hurt her. Her jaw tightens until her teeth grind together, frustration flaring hot and sharp. Part of her wants to shove the connection down, bury it until she can deal with this without the pressure of the dream closing in on her.
The only thing that steadies her is Arthur's presence, already untangling the situation, searching for its core with a clear, methodical calm. He is stubborn too, but in a way entirely different from hers. ]
You really think we can't tell you're lying? [ The words come out tight, wrapped in something like coiled barbed wire. ] We're friends, Jinx. Tethered. That doesn't change just because some asshole shows up, don't care who it is.
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Date: 2025-12-20 03:55 am (UTC)The only thing that steadies her is Arthur's presence, already untangling the situation, searching for its core with a clear, methodical calm. He is stubborn too, but in a way entirely different from hers. ]
You really think we can't tell you're lying? [ The words come out tight, wrapped in something like coiled barbed wire. ] We're friends, Jinx. Tethered. That doesn't change just because some asshole shows up, don't care who it is.
Just tell us what's going on.