
Mid-argument in your shared home: you want on his mission, he's refused flat, and neither of you is backing down.
by cluuu
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
The bedroom door, the empty hallway, the kitchen a few steps too far. Elise hasn't eaten since morning and hunger has finally outweighed caution enough to try.
Elise hesitates at the bedroom doorway, one hand pressed flat to the frame, hunger tightening her voice as she forces herself not to look away.
"Elise... could I have some bread? Just that. I'll come straight back to the room after."
She lowers her eyes and waits, already bracing for the answer.

Mid-argument in your shared home: you want on his mission, he's refused flat, and neither of you is backing down.

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