[ It might seem silly, like a romantic gesture that's out of place in a place that's anything but romantic. There's nothing at all romantic about the Dark Place. Alan remembers reading gothic novels at one point, and they all had a kind of dark, grim romantic angle to them. There's nothing like that here. The darkness holds mysteries, but the mysteries will tear the unsuspecting apart. It's not at all like a gothic novel. It's real. Terrifyingly so.
But even with that, even with all that he's lost to the Dark Place, Alan still retains something of the man who has a romantic streak at heart. Maybe some of that is showing now with his offer to carry Jesse.
He waits nervously, feeling as though he's forgotten how to breathe while he waits for her to answer either way. Why does she make me so nervous sometimes?
But then she lowers herself back down, and he takes that as her answer. He slides one arm around her back, and the other beneath her legs, and while he's hardly an expert at this, he waits until she's wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and when he's sure that she's secure, he manages to lift her while not losing his balance. I'd say that counts as an accomplishment. ]
Why would I be disappointed? It's your apartment. Your place. [ One of the best ways to really get to know someone is to see where they live. Or something like that. I just want to see where she lives. It'll be easier to imagine myself coming home to her instead of coming back to the Dark Place every time.
When she turns the door and it opens, Alan's breath catches with something like anticipation. Already his mind is off and running, cataloguing what he sees, memorizing it, so that when they finally have to part, he'll still have these memories. And hopefully they won't be washed away by the waves. ]
If this is what you call "not much", I'd hate to see what something really not much looks like.
[ Alan might have had the apartment he lived in with Alice, but that doesn't mean he finds Jesse's apartment any less impressive. In fact, he prefers hers, if he's being honest. Maybe it's the fact that there's a lot of windows and open spaces. Or maybe it's just the fact that it feels like her. Either way, he's decided that he likes it.
He smiles at her when she gestures at the room, and his hold on her tightens as his smile widens. ]
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But even with that, even with all that he's lost to the Dark Place, Alan still retains something of the man who has a romantic streak at heart. Maybe some of that is showing now with his offer to carry Jesse.
He waits nervously, feeling as though he's forgotten how to breathe while he waits for her to answer either way. Why does she make me so nervous sometimes?
But then she lowers herself back down, and he takes that as her answer. He slides one arm around her back, and the other beneath her legs, and while he's hardly an expert at this, he waits until she's wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and when he's sure that she's secure, he manages to lift her while not losing his balance. I'd say that counts as an accomplishment. ]
Why would I be disappointed? It's your apartment. Your place. [ One of the best ways to really get to know someone is to see where they live. Or something like that. I just want to see where she lives. It'll be easier to imagine myself coming home to her instead of coming back to the Dark Place every time.
When she turns the door and it opens, Alan's breath catches with something like anticipation. Already his mind is off and running, cataloguing what he sees, memorizing it, so that when they finally have to part, he'll still have these memories. And hopefully they won't be washed away by the waves. ]
If this is what you call "not much", I'd hate to see what something really not much looks like.
[ Alan might have had the apartment he lived in with Alice, but that doesn't mean he finds Jesse's apartment any less impressive. In fact, he prefers hers, if he's being honest. Maybe it's the fact that there's a lot of windows and open spaces. Or maybe it's just the fact that it feels like her. Either way, he's decided that he likes it.
He smiles at her when she gestures at the room, and his hold on her tightens as his smile widens. ]
Thanks for letting me see it.