Tony's brow furrowed as he felt her start to shake. She certainly wasn't crying at a time like this...that was the last thing either of them needed. He squinted, trying to get a better look at her as she got him out of his shirt. When their eyes met he leaned back slightly...was she actually laughing? What was so damn funny? His mind tried to recall anything remotely humorous. He had only started to apologize and...
Oh. So not cool.
"Pssht," he turned his head to the side ungracefully, leaning back while managing to barely support himself on his arms stretched out behind him. "Of course it is." He allowed himself to fall back onto the bed and stare at the ceiling, legs slung over the side of the bed still touching the floor. He couldn't sulk- it wasn't possible without some productivity; he wriggled his foot loose of his shoes and kicked them off.
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Date: 2008-07-04 09:44 am (UTC)Oh. So not cool.
"Pssht," he turned his head to the side ungracefully, leaning back while managing to barely support himself on his arms stretched out behind him. "Of course it is." He allowed himself to fall back onto the bed and stare at the ceiling, legs slung over the side of the bed still touching the floor. He couldn't sulk- it wasn't possible without some productivity; he wriggled his foot loose of his shoes and kicked them off.