[ Kissing her isn't pleasant in the traditional sense. It's like bringing his lips agains a block of ice, but he eagerly leans in to do it again, hungry for every inch of her he can capture for his own. It doesn't matter how she is, he is all to happy to throw himself against her once more. And the kiss leaves a lot to be desired, sure, when the standards are set for the living. But things are different now, and he takes it all in however it feels. It's kissing Chrissy, that's all that matters. He pulls back, finally, meeting her ghostly gaze with his own. ]
I'll be back as soon as I can. Just wait here, and I'll come back for you. [ Eddie moves towards the door, almost steps outside of it when-- ] I love you, Chrissy. I'll come back for you.
[ And then, before anything else can happen, before she can call out for him, Eddie is practically sprinting into the chilled night air. He doesn't want to leave her, but he has to. Because he thinks he really can do this, to bring her back so they can share a kiss that's the real, warm, meeting of flesh.
Eddie hates himself for it, but it takes two days to gather everything he needs. He works non stop, has no time to visit her and apologize for the fact that he'll be delayed. He can only hope that she'll still be there, still be waiting.
The sun has just sunk below the horizon when Eddie steps back into the ruins of the trailer, a bag slung over his shoulder. ]
Chrissy? [ He calls out into the darkness. Please let her still be here. Please, please, please. ] You there?
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[ Kissing her isn't pleasant in the traditional sense. It's like bringing his lips agains a block of ice, but he eagerly leans in to do it again, hungry for every inch of her he can capture for his own. It doesn't matter how she is, he is all to happy to throw himself against her once more. And the kiss leaves a lot to be desired, sure, when the standards are set for the living. But things are different now, and he takes it all in however it feels. It's kissing Chrissy, that's all that matters. He pulls back, finally, meeting her ghostly gaze with his own. ]
I'll be back as soon as I can. Just wait here, and I'll come back for you. [ Eddie moves towards the door, almost steps outside of it when-- ] I love you, Chrissy. I'll come back for you.
[ And then, before anything else can happen, before she can call out for him, Eddie is practically sprinting into the chilled night air. He doesn't want to leave her, but he has to. Because he thinks he really can do this, to bring her back so they can share a kiss that's the real, warm, meeting of flesh.
Eddie hates himself for it, but it takes two days to gather everything he needs. He works non stop, has no time to visit her and apologize for the fact that he'll be delayed. He can only hope that she'll still be there, still be waiting.
The sun has just sunk below the horizon when Eddie steps back into the ruins of the trailer, a bag slung over his shoulder. ]
Chrissy? [ He calls out into the darkness. Please let her still be here. Please, please, please. ] You there?