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Date Posted: 07.25
Author: Gia
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Skeeter 's message, "inside" on 07.25

(It took several moments for her to be able to respond to his soft command, but she did as he said, moving quietly into her bedroom and locating her shoes. It was easy for her to respond to him because she had been trained for many years to do just that.. and though she might be out of the agency it was still ingrained in her to respond to commands. Especially when in a tense situation.. and she had to admit that she was in a tense situation. Moving with her usual slow waddle, she went into the bathroom and used a soft washcloth to clean herself up as much as she could, thank the stars that her water had not gushed free of her body, but rather had sort of trickled free. She wasn't all that sure she would have been comfortable knowing she had leaked on Skeeter's floor. Such as it was, she came out to see him kneeling with her shoes and smiles weakly. Laying a hand gently on his shoulder for support, she gratefully accepted his offer of help and was soon ready to go. Nodding, she agreed that it was time to go. Her hand still resting on his arm, she chewed her lip for a breif moment, thinking.) About fifteen minutes.. there's time. (She said softly, feeling a little more at ease as his voice reassured her.. there was no reason to feel as panicky as she felt.. no reason to be so apprehensive. The doctor had told her that her mood would change as labor became imminent, and now she wanted to slug him for creating manifest destiny. She was feeling so entirely nervous and unsure that her hands were trembling as she reached for her hoodie and slipped into it. What if she wasn't a good mother? What if the drugs she had taken early in her pregnancy harmed the baby? What if Skeeter suddenly realized that he only had her around for the baby? She felt like clinging to him and begging him to reassure her.. but that urge was so unlike her that she nearly laughed out loud instead, out of sheer nerves.) Alrgith.. let's go. (She said, needing to get moving, to stop thinking so damned much.)

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