It's probably better that she didn't know, in the end. She's got no idea where her phone is, if the police have it, if no one has it. If Joseph threw it into the ocean - which he might had, for all she knows.
She stares at him as he looks at her, and he rubs his temple and all she can suddenly think is that she never should have said anything, that she never should been outside. "It's- It's not important," she says faintly, and she tries to scrub at her cheeks, hissing back a breath when she skims her cheek too hard. "I should have just gone home." She says it aloud, and her eyes flick to Spencer's again, but then away.
It's always been hard for her. It's always been hard for her to not be the helper, the one who's making things better for other people. She's been doing it since she was five, since her mother had her brother and her dad split to greener pastures. And now - now, when she tries to access the part of her that's got what to do when everything in the the world's wrong...
Explaining who she is, why she lied, why she's sorry she lied--
She can't do it. The words had just come from nowhere, they'd just rolled over her like a wave and now she can't unsay them. She can't unsay them, and instead she says quietly, "I'll be alright, Spencer. I just- I needed a cup of coffee."
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She stares at him as he looks at her, and he rubs his temple and all she can suddenly think is that she never should have said anything, that she never should been outside. "It's- It's not important," she says faintly, and she tries to scrub at her cheeks, hissing back a breath when she skims her cheek too hard. "I should have just gone home." She says it aloud, and her eyes flick to Spencer's again, but then away.
It's always been hard for her. It's always been hard for her to not be the helper, the one who's making things better for other people. She's been doing it since she was five, since her mother had her brother and her dad split to greener pastures. And now - now, when she tries to access the part of her that's got what to do when everything in the the world's wrong...
Explaining who she is, why she lied, why she's sorry she lied--
She can't do it. The words had just come from nowhere, they'd just rolled over her like a wave and now she can't unsay them. She can't unsay them, and instead she says quietly, "I'll be alright, Spencer. I just- I needed a cup of coffee."