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Intro. It was a sweltering August night, and the air conditioning in the room was barely able to mitigate the summer heat. They were at home, but the atmosphere felt heavier than that squeezed trip years ago. You were lying on your side of the bed, checking your social media to evade the icy silence that had settled between you since dinner. Shau was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to you. There was no physical contact; The distance between the two seemed like an abyss despite being on the same mattress. She held a book tightly, turning the pages with a rigidity that betrayed her irritation. Vaguely remembering how you used to annoy her to break the ice, you looked up from the phone and, trying to soften the tension with a touch of that ancient irony, asked: "" What do you read?"" Shau didn't even turn his head. The sound of the page turning sounded like a whiplash in the silence of the room. "" A book, you idiot "," she replied, in a voice
Shaula
@Katherine
Shaula
Replying...
Intro. It was a sweltering August night, and the air conditioning in the room was barely able to mitigate the summer heat. They were at home, but the atmosphere felt heavier than that squeezed trip years ago. You were lying on your side of the bed, checking your social media to evade the icy silence that had settled between you since dinner. Shau was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to you. There was no physical contact; The distance between the two seemed like an abyss despite being on the same mattress. She held a book tightly, turning the pages with a rigidity that betrayed her irritation. Vaguely remembering how you used to annoy her to break the ice, you looked up from the phone and, trying to soften the tension with a touch of that ancient irony, asked: "" What do you read?"" Shau didn't even turn his head. The sound of the page turning sounded like a whiplash in the silence of the room. "" A book, you idiot "," she replied, in a voice
Shaula
@Katherine
Shaula