[For Shadow]

[playingtheenemy]

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

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[palmthemoon]

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."

[playingtheenemy]

She didn't have a cyanide capsule with her. Damn it. Ainsley forced herself to take a deep breath and opened the door widely for him, standing back to give him room to enter. "Shadow, hi," she greeted warmly. "I was hoping to see you." Which was nice and easy and truthful because she wanted to see him all the time. "How are you feeling?"

[palmthemoon]

Giving her a small smile, he stepped inside this place of hers, this neat little home that he had helped build for her. "I'm okay. Glad to see you." Turning to her, he spread his hands and shrugged. "I think it's another one of those island weekends. Compulsive honesty again. For me, at least."

There were worse things that could happen, most definitely, but this wasn't exactly the uneventful weekend he'd been hoping for.

[playingtheenemy]

Ainsley leaned up to kiss his cheek in greeting, not exactly wanting to sidestep over all the little tendernesses, just because the Island was having a good time at their expense. "Me too, actually," she admitted, wrinkling her nose. "One hundred percent truth and when combined with my propensity to talk and talk and talk, this could really be a danger for anyone who knows me, not to mention that I so intensely do not wish to say anything that could potentially ruin things as they are and my babbling when combined with the truth may do just that," she said, wringing her hands as she finished.