Molly Stearns (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
losttheright) wrote2017-10-24 01:55 am
losttheright) wrote2017-10-24 01:55 am
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Molly probably should have seen this coming. Granted, she could say the same about this whole damn turn of events, too — her attempting to dissuade her boss and coworkers from letting the Purge happen as planned, her inability to do so, her eventually being unable to play along with it anymore — but while this seems like a surprising twist, she thinks it shouldn't. Of course she would wind up at Stephen's door following this whole debacle. They aren't what they were before, whatever that was, and she doubts they'll ever be, especially with what he knows about her now, but he knows politics better than anyone in this city she knows. And it isn't that she's looking for advice, exactly, having made it this far on her own and being proud of doing so, but the enormity of what she's just done is finally starting to sink in. It may not be official yet, but she has implicitly quit her job, her phone already starting to ring with calls from people who want more of a statement on the matter from her. She's silenced them all. She thinks there might be something a little ironic about that, given where she's currently standing, in front of Stephen's door, in the same hallway of what used to be her own apartment, years ago.
Strange as it may be — as his presence here may still be at all — she doesn't really know where else she could have gone, anyway. She has to talk about this with someone, and he'd find out eventually. Better that he do so now, and from her. Her heart starting to race a little with the rush of all of this, she finds herself strangely nervous when she lifts her hand to knock on his door, teeth pressing into her lower lip when she steps back. It occurs to her that she doesn't know how he'll react to this. She does know damn well that he's taken to the Purge about as kindly as she has, but he might think she's fucking crazy for having reacted like this. Still, while she really is not looking for advice, Molly hasn't got a clue what she's going to do next, where she'll go from here, and there's a chance he might have an idea on that front. He's just been starting out here. Now, she's starting from scratch, too, and it is seriously fucking daunting.
Strange as it may be — as his presence here may still be at all — she doesn't really know where else she could have gone, anyway. She has to talk about this with someone, and he'd find out eventually. Better that he do so now, and from her. Her heart starting to race a little with the rush of all of this, she finds herself strangely nervous when she lifts her hand to knock on his door, teeth pressing into her lower lip when she steps back. It occurs to her that she doesn't know how he'll react to this. She does know damn well that he's taken to the Purge about as kindly as she has, but he might think she's fucking crazy for having reacted like this. Still, while she really is not looking for advice, Molly hasn't got a clue what she's going to do next, where she'll go from here, and there's a chance he might have an idea on that front. He's just been starting out here. Now, she's starting from scratch, too, and it is seriously fucking daunting.