[+MATURE Grapefruit]The Day the World Ends

Novella's eyes followed the blade, flitting to the infant in the others arms. You became more than just an assignment. Her voice was an edged sword; the words sharp, punctuated.

She reached out to cup her wife's cheek, fingers gentle. Wasn't sure if the re-education took or not. She murmured, withdrawing her hand when Kaczor asked where they stood.

I'm going to stay, at this party. And once this party is over, I'm going home. Alone. She crossed her arms, still in the corner where she'd been made to go. You can have Annie tonight. You'll go to your parents. It was harsh; likely harsher than her wife needed after what appeared to be a suicide attempt. The second in just a few days.

I'll come by for breakfast. And we'll figure out where we stand, when there's no alcohol in either of our systems. She murmured, finally slipping past her wife.