[for Mark - backdated]

[toshiko_san]

Her conversation with Maureen had bothered her more than Tosh liked to admit. The other woman seemed jealous, and rather proprietary over Mark, and Tosh wasn't sure she could blame her. They had been together for quite some time, only it seemed to Tosh that she only remembered how much she did care about Mark when someone else was involved

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[make_creation]

Mark had been biding his time with his nose buried in a book. He looked up and had to push his glasses up his nose. With a small smile and a tight nod he said, "No problem. I was just reading." He marked his page and laid it aside so he could devote all his attention to Tosh.

"Are you okay?"

[toshiko_san]

"Not really," she admitted after a moment, leaning against her own door as she pushed it to behind her. "I thought I might be if I let it sit, but..."

But she wasn't. It only took two steps to cross to the bed, setting herself gingerly on the edge, "I ran into Maureen today. While I was doing laundry."

[make_creation]

"Oh, yeah?" he asked, his eyebrows creeping higher til they nearly kissed his hair. "What, um, what did she have to say?"

Please, God, he prayed, don't let her say Maureen told her what a fucking weak guy he was...

[toshiko_san]

"Nothing much, just-" It was what she hinted at that was worse, and tosh hated herself for doubting him. "She had your underwear, and the way she made it sound, it was like the two of you, still..."

She couldn't actually finish, looking down at her hands. "It's silly. Never mind."