[ With distance comes a slight slowing of his heartbeat and a strange sense of loss, though he doesn't have the time (or the brainpower) to analyze exactly why he feels this way before she's tugging him forward and maneuvering them both into movement again.
He lags behind her half a step as they make for home, usual precise movements blunted into something more leisurely and indolent by all the booze. His steps are largely straight, if slow, his concentration split fifty-fifty between making sure he doesn't stub his toes over a dip in the road and the still-pleasing sensation of Ema's hand in his. The sober him of two hours ago would have been in overdrive right now, picking apart every fleeting emotion and stashing the results away for thorough review at a later date. The drunk him of now is more than happy to simply go with flow, as it were.
Ema's internal landscape maybe be a tumultous whirlwind of confused emotions but for once, Eustace feels strangely at peace. (Tomorrow, after a good night's sleep, he will look back at the memory of tonight and resolve to never drink in excess again.) ]
I'm always careful. [ What a pile of lies. ] I called you here, didn't I?
[ He could have tried to stumble home alone only to end up in a ditch somewhere instead. Be grateful, Ema!! ]
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He lags behind her half a step as they make for home, usual precise movements blunted into something more leisurely and indolent by all the booze. His steps are largely straight, if slow, his concentration split fifty-fifty between making sure he doesn't stub his toes over a dip in the road and the still-pleasing sensation of Ema's hand in his. The sober him of two hours ago would have been in overdrive right now, picking apart every fleeting emotion and stashing the results away for thorough review at a later date. The drunk him of now is more than happy to simply go with flow, as it were.
Ema's internal landscape maybe be a tumultous whirlwind of confused emotions but for once, Eustace feels strangely at peace. (Tomorrow, after a good night's sleep, he will look back at the memory of tonight and resolve to never drink in excess again.) ]
I'm always careful. [ What a pile of lies. ] I called you here, didn't I?
[ He could have tried to stumble home alone only to end up in a ditch somewhere instead. Be grateful, Ema!! ]