Standing aside, he ushers her in like he's done any number of times in the past: there's something wrong. Or maybe not something wrong, but something different.
His hair's loose; it hangs down in front of his face and he has to brush it back, brush it away, so he can see her. She's got her makeup on, so that's a good sign... isn't it? Maybe it's just opportunism. Maybe... he has no idea.
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Date: 2007-07-01 10:04 pm (UTC)Standing aside, he ushers her in like he's done any number of times in the past: there's something wrong. Or maybe not something wrong, but something different.
His hair's loose; it hangs down in front of his face and he has to brush it back, brush it away, so he can see her. She's got her makeup on, so that's a good sign... isn't it? Maybe it's just opportunism. Maybe... he has no idea.
"Is everything okay?"