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[unmakes]

[ there's a knock on the front door, but it's a warning rather than a request - a couple of seconds later (if it's unlocked, anyway) she's stepping inside and shutting it behind her. ]

It's Sally, [ she says as she drifts inside a little further, not quite sure which room she should be heading for. if he comes to meet her, he'll spot a half-full bottle of decent vodka in her hand. and as an added bonus, this time she's only soaked from the thighs down. i'd call that progress, considering the last time she stepped through his front door. ]

[slapdash]

[ He'll be in his bedroom, on the floor, back propped against the side of the bed. He hears her come in but doesn't say anything until she announces herself.

Just a simple, ]

Hey.

[ The light is on in his room and he'll still be holding his phone in one hand. Legs drawn up to him with his arms propped up on his knees, head bowed. He doesn't want to be around anyone right now but he doesn't have it in him to tell Sally to go away. ]

[unmakes]

[ she's getting heavy 'doesn't want to talk' vibes about as soon as she enters the room, but that's fine. they don't have to talk.

instead, she sinks down to sit beside him, sets the bottle in front of him, and leans her head to set lightly on his shoulder. ]

[slapdash]

[ For a long moment, Jim doesn't move, doesn't do anything. Doesn't even reach for the drink despite needing it pretty bad.

Eventually, he just moves his head to gently lay it on top of Sally's head.

Guess he needed the physical comfort more. ]