lately i've been leaning on what she swears is a feeling
Brightening at the realization that there’s a certain broody demigod haunting their porch, Caly squeezes her sister’s hand back and her chime of a laugh trails the vibrant colorful excitement her sister exudes. “It’s ‘bout time.” She mutters to Nova affectionately as they close the distance, admittedly picking up the pace to land them right in the familiar space of their home.
She doesn’t wave, because she knows that Nova’s doing more than enough for the two of them. Instead, she winds the goldenrod sweater around her thin middle, her smile vibrant as she releases Nova’s hand to drape against her brother, having missed him in his absence more than she thought she might have. “Hey V.” She hums, giving him a squeeze before releasing him from her hug. “You’ve gotta tell us all about it!” Presents or no presents, she wants to hear all about it regardless.
She doesn’t wave, because she knows that Nova’s doing more than enough for the two of them. Instead, she winds the goldenrod sweater around her thin middle, her smile vibrant as she releases Nova’s hand to drape against her brother, having missed him in his absence more than she thought she might have. “Hey V.” She hums, giving him a squeeze before releasing him from her hug. “You’ve gotta tell us all about it!” Presents or no presents, she wants to hear all about it regardless.
Calypso
but she don't believe in mistakes
