the recovery project [2]

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everett

quietly, he follows the sound of sobbing to the bathroom, where fiona is sitting on the shower floor with her knees pressed against her chest.

he grabs a towel from the rack and walks over, turning off the water and kneeling next to her, even though she stares straight ahead. "hey..."

"g-go away, everett. i'm not in the mood right now."

he slides the towel around her shoulders and stays where he is, arm wrapped around her. she immediately buries her head in his chest, soaking through his shirt as she cries.