Patricia crushed the cigarette against the back of her hand and snuffed it out as quickly as she could. The glove came from a dollar store, Patricia couldn't care less about it. She wasn't going to hurt herself burning her hand any time soon, either. Those things didn't matter, but she couldn't stand seeing Marie distressed; especially when it was her fault. There was something about the way Marie didn't get mad that put a bottomless pit right in the middle of Patricia's chest. She needed to change the subject before it killed her.
Hold me D:
Patricia crushed the cigarette against the back of her hand and snuffed it out as quickly as she could. The glove came from a dollar store, Patricia couldn't care less about it. She wasn't going to hurt herself burning her hand any time soon, either. Those things didn't matter, but she couldn't stand seeing Marie distressed; especially when it was her fault. There was something about the way Marie didn't get mad that put a bottomless pit right in the middle of Patricia's chest. She needed to change the subject before it killed her.
"You're looking good."