[He's not avoiding. Or if he is, he's doing it under the guise of staying nearby after she's had a bad night. He's doing a good thing. In the morning he'll make excuses to stop and get coffee so they don't have to walk in to work together. This doesn't have to be awkward.]
I'll get them. Thanks.
[He rearranges the cushions behind him rather than watch her head to the bedroom, for the first time feeling intrusive or just... odd. Maybe it's a little awkward.]
☞ But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight
I'll get them. Thanks.
[He rearranges the cushions behind him rather than watch her head to the bedroom, for the first time feeling intrusive or just... odd. Maybe it's a little awkward.]
Sweet dreams.