[ Maybe it ain't possible, she wants to tell him, sticking her chin in the air and glaring at him like he just told her it's bedtime and she wants to stay up late. Sometimes she thinks those childish instincts aren't instincts at all, but a perfectly understandable response to being patronised by someone who thinks themselves better than you just because they seem to be older. ]
You think we're all stuck in the same circumstances? [ she asks instead, eyebrows raised in disbelief. ]
closed — for darling.
[ Maybe it ain't possible, she wants to tell him, sticking her chin in the air and glaring at him like he just told her it's bedtime and she wants to stay up late. Sometimes she thinks those childish instincts aren't instincts at all, but a perfectly understandable response to being patronised by someone who thinks themselves better than you just because they seem to be older. ]
You think we're all stuck in the same circumstances? [ she asks instead, eyebrows raised in disbelief. ]