George leaped back, away from Jack, putting some space between them. She wanted to just sink through the floor and vanish away. What had she been thinking? How could she have been so thoughtless?
Rose was sick--maybe dying--a few rooms away. George had been there in the room when she collapsed, and here she is blithely trying to get laid. Some friend she was! Coming on to Jack, no less, when he's busy helping to try to save her.
(I wasn't thinking,) George admitted to herself. (Not with my brain, anyway.) "I...yeah, okay," George said, looking everywhere but at Jack.
"George..." Jack said.
George didn't know what he was going to say. It didn't really matter, though. Whatever it was, she didn't want to hear it. Didn't want to be here to hear it. Didn't want to be taking up more of his time, time he should be spending on Rose.
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[George] What was I thinking?
Date: 2006-10-28 06:43 am (UTC)Rose was sick--maybe dying--a few rooms away. George had been there in the room when she collapsed, and here she is blithely trying to get laid. Some friend she was! Coming on to Jack, no less, when he's busy helping to try to save her.
(I wasn't thinking,) George admitted to herself. (Not with my brain, anyway.) "I...yeah, okay," George said, looking everywhere but at Jack.
"George..." Jack said.
George didn't know what he was going to say. It didn't really matter, though. Whatever it was, she didn't want to hear it. Didn't want to be here to hear it. Didn't want to be taking up more of his time, time he should be spending on Rose.
"I'm sorry," George said, and hurried away.