She types it up, ready to send, but she pulls her thumb away from the button. This feels - it feels like an absurd trap, and why would it be, that makes no sense, but her fight or flight instinct is making her heart hammer in her chest, and all she can think is that the jaws of the trap are closing around her and she can't even see them. She doesn't know why he would trick her, or what he could really want.
She starts to type, seriously? That would at least express some of her bewilderment, right?
But what if he gets angry because she says no? What if he just takes it as proof that she doesn't deserve them?
Vanya drops the phone onto her bed so that she can shove her head under a pillow for a while, hoping that eventually she'll just fall asleep and she can deal with it tomorrow.
She doesn't fall asleep, though. She can't. Whatever this insomnia is, it's not getting better.
It's a while - almost half an hour, before she picks up the phone again. Fuck it, she thinks, but even as she hits send, her stomach twists up.]
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She types it up, ready to send, but she pulls her thumb away from the button. This feels - it feels like an absurd trap, and why would it be, that makes no sense, but her fight or flight instinct is making her heart hammer in her chest, and all she can think is that the jaws of the trap are closing around her and she can't even see them. She doesn't know why he would trick her, or what he could really want.
She starts to type, seriously? That would at least express some of her bewilderment, right?
But what if he gets angry because she says no? What if he just takes it as proof that she doesn't deserve them?
Vanya drops the phone onto her bed so that she can shove her head under a pillow for a while, hoping that eventually she'll just fall asleep and she can deal with it tomorrow.
She doesn't fall asleep, though. She can't. Whatever this insomnia is, it's not getting better.
It's a while - almost half an hour, before she picks up the phone again. Fuck it, she thinks, but even as she hits send, her stomach twists up.]
why?