Liz joined Peter on the edge of the bed and wondered, not for the first time today, how lucky she was he was willing to put up with her Roswell crazy. Her gaze went from him to her hands in her lap.
"A part of me doesn't want to figure it out. I want to be selfish and somehow forget it."
And logically she knew that was just because she was upset, but it didn't stop her from feeling that way.
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Date: 2018-09-11 03:32 am (UTC)"A part of me doesn't want to figure it out. I want to be selfish and somehow forget it."
And logically she knew that was just because she was upset, but it didn't stop her from feeling that way.