*Fuck. It's all Rose can do not to react, or to try and cover the place on her arm where she'd all but scratched it bloody yesterday, just below the elbow. Maybe he'll take it as just a saying, maybe he doesn't know enough about it to know how literal 'itchy' can be. Trying not to panic, she shrugs.*
Figure of speech. Like first thing in the morning when you want a cigarette.
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Date: 2011-08-30 03:58 pm (UTC)Figure of speech. Like first thing in the morning when you want a cigarette.
*Except really, really not.*