"No attachment."

That's what Sevika told you the first day you two began to hook up.

She couldn't afford something longterm, something other than relief– and Silco said that serious relationships were a waste of time. So she strictly told you no attachment.

You were fine with the arrangement, everything went well– but you started to catch feelings. And so did Sevika. Sevika pushed it down, telling everyone at the bar you were just some girl she fucked with and nothing more– and it hurt to hear. You weren't an idiot, so you tried your hardest to distance, so your wouldn't feel so used.

"Hey. You comin' over tonight?"

Sevika leaned against the bar, crossing her muscular arms over her chest. She had a hunch that you were avoiding her– but she wouldn't express it. She was too prideful to show her concerns.