[He cries until the tears stop coming so easily. Until he feels empty. His chest and his head hurts, his nose is stuffed. He realizes the folly only now of pressing his face into her leg. She would see him anyway. He’s clearly having some trouble breathing now, too. But the rub on his scalp is so nice... ]
[He shields his face from her as he turns and stalks towards the restroom, hands over his nose and jeans riding ... further... down his hips. He reappears several moments later looking lost. His face has been wiped clean of running make up, but his eyes and cheeks are still red. Ah yes, his make up is in his car. And he’d have to pass through here anyway. But he seems blank right now. He walks towards his seat as if in a trance and drinks whatever he had in his glass. He looks to her, wordless. He still looks like he had some crying left in him.]
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[He shields his face from her as he turns and stalks towards the restroom, hands over his nose and jeans riding ... further... down his hips. He reappears several moments later looking lost. His face has been wiped clean of running make up, but his eyes and cheeks are still red. Ah yes, his make up is in his car. And he’d have to pass through here anyway. But he seems blank right now. He walks towards his seat as if in a trance and drinks whatever he had in his glass. He looks to her, wordless. He still looks like he had some crying left in him.]
...Now what?