it’s a lot. she knows it is. knowing that death wasn’t necessarily the end, and that it wasn’t necessarily BETTER once you moved on. it still rattled liv, sometimes. seeing them all. keeping track of everyone who came and went. some of them were easy to help, but others would never leave.
it wasn’t exactly a thought she’d call pleasant. she almost apologizes. for telling her. for even allowing the subject to come up, but she bites her tongue instead, eyes closing as kat’s head found her shoulder.
“you wouldn’t think that was weird? letting me sleep in your bath tub?” she almost laughs. it’s sweet though, really. no one else had ever OFFERED.
“ i mean, you could sleep in my bed , but I didn’t wanna make you feel weird. “ she laughs ; its cropped & awkward but she means well by it, even kissing liv’s cheek before reeling away, her hand is offered , and the look she gives her is sincere .
“ c’mon, you can spend the night for tonight at least & if you want to stay longer, you can.” she wants to reassure her , but also not pressure her in anyway , kat’s the last person to be called coercive, and she really just wants her friend to have a good nights sleep.
“ i can sleep on the couch if it makes you feel better ?”
