He reaches into the car and she's sure he's going for some sort of grope or something equally vulgar but he...just cups her cheek. Before she really thinks about it, her eyes slide closed and she hiccups again, softly, tilting her head towards his calloused palm. You and me. He says and she smiles a little in spite of herself. "Language, Noah." She sniffles, wiping at her eyes again. "Daddy's off today...he...said he'd stay in case I decided I couldn't handle school today. But I'm not sure how he'll feel about you being there. I'm not sure I want to go there anyway..." She's not sure if being coddled like her fathers would or being told to get over it like some of their fellow Glee members would is worse, but either way neither of them are what she needs.
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Date: 2011-11-09 06:15 am (UTC)"Can we go to your place?"