[ And he's meeting that look of your with one of his own: that is his gaze fixed on your face, his lips in a neutral line as the cigarette in his hand burns away.
Josh looks, in a word, tired. ]
Talk to me.
[ No apologies, just conversation. Just you and him hashing out whatever the problem is. ]
no subject
Josh looks, in a word, tired. ]
Talk to me.
[ No apologies, just conversation. Just you and him hashing out whatever the problem is. ]