Oooo I do love you when you write like this - I like me some buzzkill early of a morning.*g*. You really capture that sense of smth spiralling, especially in the last 2 paragraphs - Starsky with his head in his hands, Hutch 'closing up' - just brilliant. Fave bit was this:
Starsky just stared at him. Relationship? Images and words and sounds swirled through his head. He couldn’t get a solid grip on any of it. He felt like he had been set afloat in a leaky boat without any oars. Perfect way to sum them up, 'a leaky boat without any oars.'
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Date: 2007-03-10 06:48 am (UTC)Starsky just stared at him. Relationship? Images and words and sounds swirled through his head. He couldn’t get a solid grip on any of it. He felt like he had been set afloat in a leaky boat without any oars. Perfect way to sum them up, 'a leaky boat without any oars.'
Thank you, m'dear.