(Hi hello, Yasha's blown in like a whirlwind, a tempest in her eyes and in the furrow of her brow. This isn't a completely fair representation of the conversation she's had with Molly but she can't find the words for his trembling hand at her cheek, or the slow blink of his wet eyelashes. Nor does she want to. But she needs Beau's help on this right now, because otherwise she thinks she's going to break something with her hands just to help with how useless she feels.)
Beau, he won't– listen to me, he won't fight it with me. I don't understand why.
[Beau almost immediately scowls, putting down the book she has in her hands immediately and cracking her knuckles.]
Is he being fucking stupid about it again? I told his dumb ass a million times, he's coming the fuck home and he's gonna be fine. He's fine here. What's so hard to get about that?
(Yasha pauses in her unhappy pacing to stare Beau down, hands clenched.) Did... he already talk to you about this?
(Her and Molly haven't been talking about it. Yasha supposes it would even be fair to say that they'd been actively avoiding the subject but... even so.)
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this inbox belongs to me
(Hi hello, Yasha's blown in like a whirlwind, a tempest in her eyes and in the furrow of her brow. This isn't a completely fair representation of the conversation she's had with Molly but she can't find the words for his trembling hand at her cheek, or the slow blink of his wet eyelashes. Nor does she want to. But she needs Beau's help on this right now, because otherwise she thinks she's going to break something with her hands just to help with how useless she feels.)
Beau, he won't– listen to me, he won't fight it with me. I don't understand why.
damn right it does
Is he being fucking stupid about it again? I told his dumb ass a million times, he's coming the fuck home and he's gonna be fine. He's fine here. What's so hard to get about that?
no subject
(Yasha pauses in her unhappy pacing to stare Beau down, hands clenched.) Did... he already talk to you about this?
(Her and Molly haven't been talking about it. Yasha supposes it would even be fair to say that they'd been actively avoiding the subject but... even so.)