He returns the kiss just as firmly. It's not going to be the last, he tells himself. He'll kill them before they hurt her.
He tugs on his jeans and moves back to the bed. By the rumpled bedsheets, it's fairly obvious what they've been doing. But by the cut-up bloodied shirt, they might assume something else. He knocks the shirt to the other side of the bed, as well as the alcohol and scissors.
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Date: 2013-06-12 03:51 am (UTC)He tugs on his jeans and moves back to the bed. By the rumpled bedsheets, it's fairly obvious what they've been doing. But by the cut-up bloodied shirt, they might assume something else. He knocks the shirt to the other side of the bed, as well as the alcohol and scissors.