She leans forward and takes him into her mouth. He doesn’t want to leave; this was the perfect getaway of this stressful life he built for himself. After a few minutes, she stands back up and turns to face him. She wakes up, and rolls over, completely forgetting that her and Clark had sex the night before until she sees him still lying there, completely naked, and only covered by the small throw blanket that was originally on the back of her couch. I love him, but I’m just happy he’s happy without me. Everything about him somehow is changed, yet still the same. Finding a nightie, Ellie slips it on and sits on the bed waiting for Clark to get off of the phone. Oh fuck…. After covering up, he’s on a search for his clothes, when he finds all of them, he quickly dresses and puts on his shoes. “I’ll see you later today…alright, bye.” He lets out a long sigh, looks down and finally realizes he’s still naked.
