[ clarisse exhales heavily, not realizing she'd been holding her breath this whole time waiting for luke to answer. thank the gods he does, sounding just as uncertain as she does. it allows her to relax a little more, to carefully open the door and peek her head around the corner, just to make sure he's actually there. she's not hiding from him, exactly, but she still feels so embarrassed that she even has to ask him to do this at all. it's better that he's here, though. there's no way she ever would've gotten this damn thing off on her own back at her place.
she opens the door a little wider, enough for both of them to be able to stand in the threshold. she looks at him awkwardly, suddenly very aware of what she's about to ask him to do and unsure if she can actually go through with it. hasn't she asked enough of him already today? ]
Uh. Could you...
[ and she turns her back to him without actually finishing her request, holding her hair out of the way so it doesn't fall over the zipper, but also just to have something to hold onto, something to do with her hands that she isn't quite sure what to do with. she looks back at him from over her shoulder, just to make sure he understands, her eyes almost threatening don't make me say it. ]
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she opens the door a little wider, enough for both of them to be able to stand in the threshold. she looks at him awkwardly, suddenly very aware of what she's about to ask him to do and unsure if she can actually go through with it. hasn't she asked enough of him already today? ]
Uh. Could you...
[ and she turns her back to him without actually finishing her request, holding her hair out of the way so it doesn't fall over the zipper, but also just to have something to hold onto, something to do with her hands that she isn't quite sure what to do with. she looks back at him from over her shoulder, just to make sure he understands, her eyes almost threatening don't make me say it. ]