Sharon jumped at the sound of the bottle in front of her, then sighed and grabbed it herself to take a drink of whatever Lee had actually left behind -- which wasn't much. He was about as drunk as he'd been back when she'd ran into him at the pilots' rec room and he'd almost raped her.
Their whole relationship had started then, and somehow no matter how hard they both tried, it had never really ended.
She'd come here to help him, not a pity frak but more to give him what he'd given her before. Maybe to help him stop feeling so frakking numb... she put the bottle back down and wiped at her mouth when Sharon's eyes got wide at Lee. "Wait, no, you're..." She stood up and tried to stop his hands from unbuttoning his shirt. "That's not what I meant."
Goddammit, he was too frakking drunk. She ran a hand through her long hair. "This was supposed to be about us, not about 'some rack time.'"
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Date: 2009-01-26 07:35 pm (UTC)Their whole relationship had started then, and somehow no matter how hard they both tried, it had never really ended.
She'd come here to help him, not a pity frak but more to give him what he'd given her before. Maybe to help him stop feeling so frakking numb... she put the bottle back down and wiped at her mouth when Sharon's eyes got wide at Lee. "Wait, no, you're..." She stood up and tried to stop his hands from unbuttoning his shirt. "That's not what I meant."
Goddammit, he was too frakking drunk. She ran a hand through her long hair. "This was supposed to be about us, not about 'some rack time.'"