Aurelia
When Flora extended her hand, Aurelia clasped it with a firm, reassuring grip. "Thank you," she said, her voice laced with genuine gratitude, "for giving me a chance." The warmth of the gesture, a simple act of acceptance, resonated deep within her, a balm to the lingering sting of Jack's rejection.
She gratefully accepted the second shot of gin, its fiery embrace a welcome distraction from the tumultuous thoughts that swirled within her. Melita's mention of reclaiming the infected regions, however, snapped her back to attention. A flicker of hope ignited in her eyes, a yearning to contribute.
"Right... you've found a way, then?" she inquired, her voice a blend of curiosity and eagerness. She leaned forward, her gaze intent on Melita, ready to absorb every detail.
She gratefully accepted the second shot of gin, its fiery embrace a welcome distraction from the tumultuous thoughts that swirled within her. Melita's mention of reclaiming the infected regions, however, snapped her back to attention. A flicker of hope ignited in her eyes, a yearning to contribute.
"Right... you've found a way, then?" she inquired, her voice a blend of curiosity and eagerness. She leaned forward, her gaze intent on Melita, ready to absorb every detail.
looking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongue
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
