Veronica watches him go, waiting until he's out of sight before she ducks into the apartment. She kicks the door closed behind her and doesn't bother to take off her shoes before heading into the living room and unceremoniously dumping her coat, purse and flower on the coffee table.
Then she gracelessly flops onto the couch.
For a long stretch of silence she does nothing but stare at the ceiling. Eventually she raises a hand to her lips, noting with some wonder how they still tingle, experiencing the lingering ghost of a kiss.
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Date: 2009-05-01 02:01 am (UTC)Then she gracelessly flops onto the couch.
For a long stretch of silence she does nothing but stare at the ceiling. Eventually she raises a hand to her lips, noting with some wonder how they still tingle, experiencing the lingering ghost of a kiss.
A deep breath, and a heavy sigh.
"Oh my God."