[ The door shuts, and she takes a small moment to lightly press her forehead against it. She can be strong. She'll show him the truth without crumbling. Slowly, she inhales and turns.
Shit. Stampy.
In all her anger, she forgot about her suite not being entirely empty. Watching her reactions has Monika frozen in place. Her usual jealousy at that doesn't come to be. There's only more hurt. It's another part of their puzzle torn away, its piece lost. Something else he doesn't know.
Her head hangs, and she's speaking quietly, her tone nearly as flat as his usually is. Maybe it'll keep the tremors out of her voice. ]
That's Stampy. She's...
[ The sentence fades with a sigh, then she gently moves Stampy back into her pen. As much as she'd love to let her wander and greet her co-parent, not yet. It'd break her heart even more to see him unable to enjoy what should be a happy reunion. ]
Never mind. I'll be back.
[ Monika heads to her room, holding in a pained noise as she passes him. If things were like normal, she'd be glancing at his red eyes, not a blank face. Five minutes pass, then she returns with a lock box and its key. With that in hand, she sits next to him stiffly, though she unconsciously sits as close to him as she's used to. ]
Just...give me a minute. It's kind of buried in here.
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Shit. Stampy.
In all her anger, she forgot about her suite not being entirely empty. Watching her reactions has Monika frozen in place. Her usual jealousy at that doesn't come to be. There's only more hurt. It's another part of their puzzle torn away, its piece lost. Something else he doesn't know.
Her head hangs, and she's speaking quietly, her tone nearly as flat as his usually is. Maybe it'll keep the tremors out of her voice. ]
That's Stampy. She's...
[ The sentence fades with a sigh, then she gently moves Stampy back into her pen. As much as she'd love to let her wander and greet her co-parent, not yet. It'd break her heart even more to see him unable to enjoy what should be a happy reunion. ]
Never mind. I'll be back.
[ Monika heads to her room, holding in a pained noise as she passes him. If things were like normal, she'd be glancing at his red eyes, not a blank face. Five minutes pass, then she returns with a lock box and its key. With that in hand, she sits next to him stiffly, though she unconsciously sits as close to him as she's used to. ]
Just...give me a minute. It's kind of buried in here.