Maea
And I never know what to say
'Til I'm already walking away
Oh. So she was right after all. There really was more to him than the glittery shell. Letting go of the fireplace, Maea turned to face Danta more fully and regarded him with a gaze that perhaps saw more than he might appreciate. But when he didn't elaborate, she decided not to push. Reaching up on her tiptoes she touched his cheek with soft fingers - whether in sympathy or understanding or just because she wanted to was anyone's guess.
"Funerals are depressing," she replied with a faint smile. "I think I would prefer it if you remembered my new birthday." Danta if anyone had to be trusted to make one heck of a party.
"Funerals are depressing," she replied with a faint smile. "I think I would prefer it if you remembered my new birthday." Danta if anyone had to be trusted to make one heck of a party.
Wanna punch you in the face
But I won't, but I might, but I won't
