[Her mouth drops open the moment he says that to her, but he disappears before she can retort. Heat flushes over her cheeks, and she can't decide if she's more infuriated or turned on by that patronizing bit of praise. Good girl, as if she's an errant child finally seeing reason, as if she's some slip of a thing without experience; as if she's panting and hungry to please, to please him, and how dare he--
Good girl, and she glares at him as he heads to the bar, shifting her weight and pressing her legs together to stop the ache. But she stays still, waiting for him to return.
She's careful when she takes the drink from his injured hand, but there's a swiftness to the way she takes the other. It's not that she actually wants to get so drunk, but she's indignant and combative and in the mood to show him up.]
Well done.
It'd serve you right if I took these and went off to find some other man for the evening.
[It's odd, Rosalind had once thought, how so many times people say what they don't mean. They'll crouch it in metaphor and hide behind false words, and she's never really understood why. Much better to be blunt and straightforward, isn't it?
But sometimes she sees the advantages. Like now. Because what she threatens is to go and find someone else; what she means is that he ought to put a claim in her before she strays.]
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Date: 2018-03-12 07:05 am (UTC)Good girl, and she glares at him as he heads to the bar, shifting her weight and pressing her legs together to stop the ache. But she stays still, waiting for him to return.
She's careful when she takes the drink from his injured hand, but there's a swiftness to the way she takes the other. It's not that she actually wants to get so drunk, but she's indignant and combative and in the mood to show him up.]
Well done.
It'd serve you right if I took these and went off to find some other man for the evening.
[It's odd, Rosalind had once thought, how so many times people say what they don't mean. They'll crouch it in metaphor and hide behind false words, and she's never really understood why. Much better to be blunt and straightforward, isn't it?
But sometimes she sees the advantages. Like now. Because what she threatens is to go and find someone else; what she means is that he ought to put a claim in her before she strays.]