[The entire ride there, Chrissy is feeding off of his mounting anxiety. It in turn, makes her nervous, and her leg bounces the entire way there. It's starting to feel like maybe this was a bad idea, but they've gone this far and they can't turn back now. She thinks as they park that maybe they should hide the van better, but there's no time.
She's absolutely terrified when he turns off the car, worried that the police might show up before they can even get inside. Truthfully, she doesn't care if this place is a mess. Doesn't really care what it is, as long as she's with him. He's quickly become the most important person in her life, and hasn't had the time to stop and really think about that yet.
He hurries out of his door and grabs his things before coming to get her out. The trek to their hideout is rushed, Chrissy slipping a few times. Eddie has to shift his bag in order to reach out and grab her by the good hand to tug her along after him. It serves to keep her on her feet, and she murmurs a thank you as he nervously works to get them inside.
The key doesn't work at first, simply due to shaky hands and fumbling, and as the key drops to the ground Chrissy is quick to pick it up and unlock the door for him. A kind smile tells him she doesn't mind, and the key is slipped into his hand as he ushers her inside. The sooner they're out of sight, the better.
And Eddie's right. This place is pretty dingy. But it's quiet and it's safe for now, so she thinks it's perfect. She follows his lead, trying to expel the nervous energy that she's feeling. But it only seems to grow heavier, matching the mood he's fallen into as well. They're both now wound tight, fear and nerves making them quiet. They're both bruised and beaten, exhausted from the pain and a lack of restful sleep the night before.
Everything's happening so much at once, and Chrissy just wants to hold him while they take a nap. But it's probably not going to be that easy to get him to agree to resting.]
Maybe we should lay down for a little while. It's a good idea to rest while we can.
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She's absolutely terrified when he turns off the car, worried that the police might show up before they can even get inside. Truthfully, she doesn't care if this place is a mess. Doesn't really care what it is, as long as she's with him. He's quickly become the most important person in her life, and hasn't had the time to stop and really think about that yet.
He hurries out of his door and grabs his things before coming to get her out. The trek to their hideout is rushed, Chrissy slipping a few times. Eddie has to shift his bag in order to reach out and grab her by the good hand to tug her along after him. It serves to keep her on her feet, and she murmurs a thank you as he nervously works to get them inside.
The key doesn't work at first, simply due to shaky hands and fumbling, and as the key drops to the ground Chrissy is quick to pick it up and unlock the door for him. A kind smile tells him she doesn't mind, and the key is slipped into his hand as he ushers her inside. The sooner they're out of sight, the better.
And Eddie's right. This place is pretty dingy. But it's quiet and it's safe for now, so she thinks it's perfect. She follows his lead, trying to expel the nervous energy that she's feeling. But it only seems to grow heavier, matching the mood he's fallen into as well. They're both now wound tight, fear and nerves making them quiet. They're both bruised and beaten, exhausted from the pain and a lack of restful sleep the night before.
Everything's happening so much at once, and Chrissy just wants to hold him while they take a nap. But it's probably not going to be that easy to get him to agree to resting.]
Maybe we should lay down for a little while. It's a good idea to rest while we can.