[ Allison does want to protest, wants to tell him that it's silly for him to leave his own room, but she stops herself. She can't selfishly keep him close to her when she's breaking up with him. Again. It's not right. So she just sits there and watches him scoop up their cat and then leave the room. As the door closes, the tears in her eyes threaten to spill over, her bottom lip quivering. She desperately wants to just give in and start sobbing, but she can't; she has to pull herself together and get packed as quickly as possible.
Letting out a heavy breath, Allison squeezes her eyes shut and wills herself to save the crying for later. Once she feels she's got enough control to get this done, she starts gathering her things as quickly as possible. They don't have any boxes or anything, so she piles it all into a laundry basket for ease of carrying. It fits mostly well inside of it, but it's certainly awkward and impossible to open the door with it still in her hands. So she sets the basket down on the floor near the door, casts another quick glance around the room (the last thing she'd want is for Scott to find something days from now and have to bring it back to her) before she opens the door.
As she picks up the laundry basket again, she tries not to look at Scott; if she does, she knows all those tears she's managing to keep at bay will come out like a freight train. ]
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Letting out a heavy breath, Allison squeezes her eyes shut and wills herself to save the crying for later. Once she feels she's got enough control to get this done, she starts gathering her things as quickly as possible. They don't have any boxes or anything, so she piles it all into a laundry basket for ease of carrying. It fits mostly well inside of it, but it's certainly awkward and impossible to open the door with it still in her hands. So she sets the basket down on the floor near the door, casts another quick glance around the room (the last thing she'd want is for Scott to find something days from now and have to bring it back to her) before she opens the door.
As she picks up the laundry basket again, she tries not to look at Scott; if she does, she knows all those tears she's managing to keep at bay will come out like a freight train. ]