[For Shadow]

[theirlawyer]

Ainsley normally had issues with saying too much and not stopping soon enough and going on and on and on and now, to her horrible surprise, it seemed like not only was she talking entirely too much, but she was also telling the truth. And while that wasn't so bad around people who already knew her political and personal leanings, there was a teensy, tiny, little problem.

That happened to be her personal life.

And oh, God, she was so not looking forward to any of those questions. It wasn't as if she wanted to hide, either. That would just make her look more guilty as she'd grown used to seeing certain people every day, especially now that she lived in a hut far, far closer to them.

Like a certain man she happened to be dating. There was that issue, of course.

Oh dear God in heaven, why couldn't Ainsley have just been struck mute?

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[palmthemoon.livejournal.com]

He knocked on her door and waited outside, even though he knew the roommate question wasn't an issue anymore. It didn't hurt being polite and giving her a moment to collect herself before he just barged in.

It had been a long, quiet week, which he figured was about what he needed. Time to get his head around things and to let the cuts on his hand start healing. Needed a bit more time, maybe, before he took the bandages off his palm, but things were knitting themselves back together.

"Ainsley? It's Shadow."