[ she hasn't smelled soap since they ran out of shampoo, what, a month in?
melissa can't help but lean forward as shauna comes through the doorway. she inhales steam and the smell of flowers. they're in what looks like some kind of (seedy, but compared to the cabin, this is actually not terrible) hotel room and shauna's in nothing but a towel, beads of water rolling over the curve of her collarbone and dripping down her shoulders—it's embarrassingly the exact kind of scenario melissa would fantasize about in the hut, when the dirt and leaves and ants all got to be too much. a place where they could be alone together, like actually alone. a place where rainwater wouldn't leak through the ceiling. a place with a bed.
and now she can't even fucking enjoy it, because it's shauna. calling her "mel" like nothing's wrong, giving her those big, brown eyes, all innocent, like she didn't just ditch her to play Wilderness Vigilante while melissa bled out in the grass all night. ]
What are you doing here? [ invading her hallucination-dream, hello :T ]
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melissa can't help but lean forward as shauna comes through the doorway. she inhales steam and the smell of flowers. they're in what looks like some kind of (seedy, but compared to the cabin, this is actually not terrible) hotel room and shauna's in nothing but a towel, beads of water rolling over the curve of her collarbone and dripping down her shoulders—it's embarrassingly the exact kind of scenario melissa would fantasize about in the hut, when the dirt and leaves and ants all got to be too much. a place where they could be alone together, like actually alone. a place where rainwater wouldn't leak through the ceiling. a place with a bed.
and now she can't even fucking enjoy it, because it's shauna. calling her "mel" like nothing's wrong, giving her those big, brown eyes, all innocent, like she didn't just ditch her to play Wilderness Vigilante while melissa bled out in the grass all night. ]
What are you doing here? [ invading her hallucination-dream, hello :T ]