( Stefano wishes he was back there. He remembers that night vividly. He remembers the language the officer used, the slurs, the innuendo - long before he deserved it - despite never deserving it. He wishes he could be in the room with that officer for five minutes. Just five minutes.
And just like that, he returns to this spot, a laughing teen girl sliding into the pool.
Despite the severity and seriousness of their conversation, the party rages on. That's Saltburnt for you. )
And Eamon?
( He does. He remembers more than his son thinks. But he has no reason to believe he would. )
I'm sorry you didn't tell us. You could've. ( No. ) You should've.
( His mother would've ran that officer through with her heel. And then her heel.
He turns over again, resting his sunglasses ontop of his head. They'll remain here the rest of the afternoon. )
I'm sorry you were caught between us.
( Because that's what happened, they didn't yell at him. Just over him. They always yelled over him. About him. Rarely at him. He would still draw him close, kiss him on the forehead. Pour him a glass of wine. )
cw continued discussion of technical sexual assault
Date: 2025-06-03 10:58 pm (UTC)And just like that, he returns to this spot, a laughing teen girl sliding into the pool.
Despite the severity and seriousness of their conversation, the party rages on. That's Saltburnt for you. )
And Eamon?
( He does. He remembers more than his son thinks. But he has no reason to believe he would. )
I'm sorry you didn't tell us. You could've. ( No. ) You should've.
( His mother would've ran that officer through with her heel. And then her heel.
He turns over again, resting his sunglasses ontop of his head. They'll remain here the rest of the afternoon. )
I'm sorry you were caught between us.
( Because that's what happened, they didn't yell at him. Just over him. They always yelled over him. About him. Rarely at him. He would still draw him close, kiss him on the forehead. Pour him a glass of wine. )