[Home sweet home?] RP with morethanleah

[whywalk]

David never knew why his father had a porch swing at the house. It's not like either of them ever used it when David still lived at home. He didn't think he'd ever seen his father go near it and he had no memories of it in his bank of childhood experiences (not that it was a huge bank). Still, it was better than sitting on the cold steps

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[morethanleah]

Leah had felt awkward being in the midst of all the tension between David and Mr. Rice, but she was trying to make the best of a bad situation. David's dad had been nothing but nice to to her, and she wanted to be a grateful house guest. She was here for David, though. Not for his father.

She closed the front door behind her softly and dropped down on the porch swing next to David. She rest her head on his shoulder and took his hand in hers.

[whywalk]

A beat wasn't missed in the soft rocking of the swing. He didn't say anything at first, but only because he didn't really know what to say. He wet his lips with a small clear of his throat. "I think tomorrow might be a good day to leave," he suggested.

[morethanleah]

She shifted enough to look up at him as her thumb stroked the back of his hand. "Where do you want to go?"

[whywalk]

David thought on it for a moment. "Fiji," he decided. "Want to come with? I mean, if you don't need to get back to New York. I've taken up so much of your time already... but I do appreciate that. A lot. More than I can even begin to explain."