corporalsniper:

_{She looks like she wants to believe it. She smiles right back at him, with a little more force than she’d like. She wants to drink more whiskey, but thinks against it and sets her glass down.}

_{”..Yeah.”}

       _{his demeanour falters; 
       weary gaze drops down
       & stares at his hands.
       fingers intertwining with
       one another - a subtle 
       attempt to keep them
       preoccupied other than
       around the neck of a
       bottle of scotch.}

         _{❝Do you keep in contact with her — ?❞}