Summer winced a little, at that tension, at that nervousness in his voice, but she reminded herself that if she didn't do this now, then Stark would inevitably go and say something that gave her that warm little twang in her chest, and she'd go and shove everything else aside because, like a shark in the water, she'd have tasted blood and would just want more...
"About...us," she said, and sighed a little again. "About..."
Maybe her brain was just looking for an escape route. Maybe it was just being hypervigilant for a good excuse to abort before it was too late, but, in that pause that Summer thought she was using to search for the right words, she blinking a little, and then frowned, as her attention shifted entirely toward her bedroom door.
"....did you hear that?"
It could have been a fabricated notion as part of a flight-or-fight response. It could have just been Pancakes, jumping off of the sofa in the living room, but she was ninety-nine percent sure she'd just heard something outside her bedroom that was not just a possible bullshit excuse, and she turned back to Stark with a frown, straining her ears to catch more of it.
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"About...us," she said, and sighed a little again. "About..."
Maybe her brain was just looking for an escape route. Maybe it was just being hypervigilant for a good excuse to abort before it was too late, but, in that pause that Summer thought she was using to search for the right words, she blinking a little, and then frowned, as her attention shifted entirely toward her bedroom door.
"....did you hear that?"
It could have been a fabricated notion as part of a flight-or-fight response. It could have just been Pancakes, jumping off of the sofa in the living room, but she was ninety-nine percent sure she'd just heard something outside her bedroom that was not just a possible bullshit excuse, and she turned back to Stark with a frown, straining her ears to catch more of it.