[ she laughs — it's easy to, around him. it bubbles inside of her like happiness is meant to, shooting out of her as if she can't quite keep the thing contained. you wouldn't dare! ( his finger sends warmth up her arms and into her stomach and cheeks; one touch, is that really fair? ) ]
Oh yeah? She sounds nice.
[ her eyes follow him all the way to his highest height. her hair's put into place and she thinks she's never been more in love with anyone. ( she doesn't say it though. the l word is exactly like playing that individual game of chess — difficult, unexpected, and a little crazy. ) ]
Sure, but —
[ ( she bursts into his office, every part of her stiff and guilty and afraid. she wants her son, she wants a cigarette, and she wants to run into jim hopper's arms until this nightmare comes to a goddamn end. ) joyce takes in a corner of her mouth, biting it thoughtfully, watching him with feigned decision. ]
I don't think I ever said anything about kissing.
[ her expression becomes hopeful, scrunched and silly on her features. ( joyce, listen to me — ) ]
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Oh yeah? She sounds nice.
[ her eyes follow him all the way to his highest height. her hair's put into place and she thinks she's never been more in love with anyone. ( she doesn't say it though. the l word is exactly like playing that individual game of chess — difficult, unexpected, and a little crazy. ) ]
Sure, but —
[ ( she bursts into his office, every part of her stiff and guilty and afraid. she wants her son, she wants a cigarette, and she wants to run into jim hopper's arms until this nightmare comes to a goddamn end. ) joyce takes in a corner of her mouth, biting it thoughtfully, watching him with feigned decision. ]
I don't think I ever said anything about kissing.
[ her expression becomes hopeful, scrunched and silly on her features. ( joyce, listen to me — ) ]