((ooc: lmao cool, she would know and be ignoring them because sappy nerds god it's about time go be sappy anywhere else but where i am ffs))
[Look bro she just got punched in the gut, give her a break.
Her smirk doesn't dim as much as it could, not until he asks his question. Then she goes neutral, frowning a little.
It could happen. She's just not sure it will.]
I guess technically it could, but it's pretty much impossible.
[She glances down at the mirror, watches the image of herself, proud and confident and powerful. The cover shot of Jessica is right next to her on the wall, and Jess looks gorgeous and fearless and fierce. Her dream, the one thing in life that had been the same when so many other things kept changing.
Emily bites her lips. Why the hell beat around the bush. It must be driving Chris crazy to hear her talk around it with the mirror right there in front of him. God knows she now wants to go looking for his as soon as she gets back to the house. It's just--
It's impossible anyway, so what can it hurt, right? She'd show Matt, if he were here, let him believe he's the spouse the wedding ring in the mirror proclaims she has. It doesn't even matter. (That at, least, she can achieve. Men are easy. Becoming an editor will take more work, but she'll get there too.) Matt's not here anyway, and Chris is the only person in the house who probably doesn't hate her to some degree.
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[Look bro she just got punched in the gut, give her a break.
Her smirk doesn't dim as much as it could, not until he asks his question. Then she goes neutral, frowning a little.
It could happen. She's just not sure it will.]
I guess technically it could, but it's pretty much impossible.
[She glances down at the mirror, watches the image of herself, proud and confident and powerful. The cover shot of Jessica is right next to her on the wall, and Jess looks gorgeous and fearless and fierce. Her dream, the one thing in life that had been the same when so many other things kept changing.
Emily bites her lips. Why the hell beat around the bush. It must be driving Chris crazy to hear her talk around it with the mirror right there in front of him. God knows she now wants to go looking for his as soon as she gets back to the house. It's just--
It's impossible anyway, so what can it hurt, right? She'd show Matt, if he were here, let him believe he's the spouse the wedding ring in the mirror proclaims she has. It doesn't even matter. (That at, least, she can achieve. Men are easy. Becoming an editor will take more work, but she'll get there too.) Matt's not here anyway, and Chris is the only person in the house who probably doesn't hate her to some degree.
Looking up at him, she holds out her mirror.]