"Why did I do that?"
> She’s probably busy this time of day. What am I expecting? Which I was. Intentionally. Yes, I know you don’t get it. But just imagine it like your beloved Alpha is sitting on the other side with her tail between her legs after getting my attention. Maybe even rolled over and showing her belly? What would I even say? I wasn’t exactly great conversation last thunderstorm... or really, at any point we’ve met. Reactive, dismissive, and haughty. <
Yet, there’s something appealing about the idea of her voice in my ear right now.
Through the phone
. Soft and controlled, that way it was... well, in practically every point we’ve met. I decided to reply with the speech conversion, but it was still something fairly
terse
.
Something not ready to let me
have things like that
. Things that I’ll grow to
rely
on.
C: [Maybe later. The storm is loud.]
K: [Thunder bothering you?]
Such a direct question again. I stare at it, debating whether to deflect or simply be
honest
. Honesty won this time, perhaps because I’m already feeling bold from her prior nervous slip. I intentionally
pick a provocative answer
.
C: [It was.]