( the hug could undo her. could be the final bit of emotion that brought forth the — angry, scared, sad — tears that'd been a constant pressure behind her eyes for hours now; could be the breaking point if she allowd it.
but she won't. doesn't.
there's maybe one pitiful sniff, and all of the defensive fight goes out of her shoulders. but roxy holds herself together fairly well, all things considered. and after a brief pause, wraps her arms around his waist and squeezes back in turn; a silent thank you before she mumbles into his shoulder — )
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but she won't. doesn't.
there's maybe one pitiful sniff, and all of the defensive fight goes out of her shoulders. but roxy holds herself together fairly well, all things considered. and after a brief pause, wraps her arms around his waist and squeezes back in turn; a silent thank you before she mumbles into his shoulder — )
Your water is boiling.