Context: post 7x19
Prompt: #039 Loneliness
Word count: 100
Comment: Thanks so much for reviewing again! :') Here's some more season 7 angst for you. Lemme know what you think :)
It's one AM, and New York is wide awake. Robin is sitting on her balcony with a bottle of Chianti, watching the skyline. It's late March and the air is fresh, the wine is exquisite, the view spectacular.
All this doesn't stop Robin from crying.
She feels so stupid, so miserable. So fucking lonely. Every time she thinks about Quinn now living in Barney's apartment…
She pours the last of the wine, blinking away tears. Skims through the contacts on her phone. She wants to call him so badly, but cannot stand the thought of Quinn picking up.
She exhales.
