i got a wild hair and decided to do an eames part.
disclaimer: im just playing in the sandbox.
comments are greatly appreciated! and thank you to the few who reviewed part 1! :)
Time (Part 2)
Time passes. It passes in blurs of color and light and emotions that you hardly have time to process. You're always on the go with this job; Cobb constantly has you on your feet.
Who will you be today? Whose image will you transform yourself into? Some busty blonde, some suave Italian millionaire? You constantly ask yourself these questions; before you go to sleep, after you wake, sometimes even in your dreams; that is your job after all.
But tonight you only have one focus. You don't seem to notice that the day has flown by and it is now rounding on midnight. Where did the time go, you wonder. Time isn't your focus today. Your focus, right now, in this moment, is him. Arthur.
You've been watching him sit there, at his desk, working on something important. Probably some more of those paradoxical stairs he loves so much. From your spot across the room you can make out the dark circles under his eyes, the sag in his shoulders, the lock of hair that has fallen out of place: he's exhausted.
You smile briefly, just a quick little quirk of the lips, before gathering your things and heading across the room. He doesn't seem to notice that you're standing in front of the desk, waiting. You give him a moment before opening your mouth to speak.
"Arthur, darling, you coming?"
He looks up at you and he smiles, and time stops for a second. This world seems right for just that one second in time. He doesn't have to answer you because you know he's coming home with you; he always does.
You notice his hands are shaking with the exhaustion. He joins you with his briefcase in his hand, jacket over his arm, and smile on his face. It's a rare occasion to see Arthur smile but when he does it's lovely. You smile back and lead the way to the warehouse exit. His hand slips into yours, squeezes once. He's yours for the night.
"Let's go home."