As Indy withdrew the kiss from her face, Freyr looked at him as he stared absently out of the huge bay windows overlooking the Financial centre of Atlanta. He hadn’t liked her suggestion about lodgers and now she could tell he was thinking about his day. She hadn’t heard much of it with the shower on full blast, but she gathered enough to realize that it had him shaken. Freyr thought what her options were: she could be a good girlfriend and talk it out with him, eke out every last detail then persuade him that he was being silly and that he should try and forget about it. Or she could be a great girlfriend and take his mind off it completely, the way to do that being… 

Freyr looked at him again as the news blared out in the background. They hadn’t had sex for over a week now; they’d both been busy with work and stuff. Indy did look dashing in those beige shorts she hated. The loud pitter patter of rain as it began appearing on the bay windows brought her back to the present. At least that apartment fire would be easier to put out now. Indy made some inane comment about the weather which tipped Freyr over the edge. Pushing the book on Neolithic Britain out of his hands and onto the floor, Freyr discarded her food and straddled Indy on the sofa, arms around his neck and back arched. “I know what we can do…” she kissed him.

[fade to black, Ozy feel free to IC both before and after the fade should you wish.]

Freyr opened her eyes to darkness. Getting drunk in the early afternoon is always a bad idea because you never get through the whole night. She guessed it was maybe four AM, two and a half hours til sunrise. A tiny waxing crescent moon shedding barely any light. Her head hurt, who’s idea had it been to open the scotch that Indy’s dad had gifted to them three christmases ago? Beyond the subtle nuances of Indy’s breathing, she could hear movement and sound in the corridor outside their apartment. It was difficult to tell but the tone of the various voices seemed like they were more than a little stressed out. Freyr sat up, the covers falling off a little. Where the hell were her clothes? “Indy.” she whispered, laying back down and putting her arms around him like a child grabs their teddy bear.