Jack shakes his head as he spots her trying to fix her hair. She's looked like death warmed over for the last say or so, and she's worrying about her hair. Women. Audrey had done the same--
He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to push the memory away. That isn't Audrey anymore, and thinking about the way things used to be isn't going to help. He's not sure whether to be glad that those aren't the memories that keep forcing their way to the front of his mind or not.
"Well sit down, at least. Have you been sleeping all this time?" he says, trying to shake off his reverie.
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Date: 2009-11-11 03:54 am (UTC)He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to push the memory away. That isn't Audrey anymore, and thinking about the way things used to be isn't going to help. He's not sure whether to be glad that those aren't the memories that keep forcing their way to the front of his mind or not.
"Well sit down, at least. Have you been sleeping all this time?" he says, trying to shake off his reverie.