COLT
A small laugh shakes free as he bemoans the apples. "I'll even give you a pat," she teases, glancing sidelong at him with a glimmer of amusement. Her hand drifts from his side to curl around his cheek, fingers lightly brushing through his hair, what bits of it she can reach. The motion is full of tenderness she can't put to word, or doesn't dare to anyway. It's rare for her to feel this sort of easy comfort with someone, where time manages to slow, though never quite enough.
She forgot how nice it felt, letting someone in.
Slowly though, it fades. It always does. Time takes it back with its unwavering march. "Mm, you're the one who took off like a madman down the beach. I've no idea where you left everything, so I hope you can tell one curve of sand from the other, because I can't." She yawns, rolling into him and folding both arms over his chest to look at him, really look at him. An attempt to remember him, as he is now, before they go home and wash the desert off and the memory of this settles like nothing more than a dream. Can't be anything other than that, not something this good, this fast. It's alright though, we all need some nice dreams.
She smiles before she presses a kiss to his chest and rises back to her feet, ready to call it quits at last.
She forgot how nice it felt, letting someone in.
Slowly though, it fades. It always does. Time takes it back with its unwavering march. "Mm, you're the one who took off like a madman down the beach. I've no idea where you left everything, so I hope you can tell one curve of sand from the other, because I can't." She yawns, rolling into him and folding both arms over his chest to look at him, really look at him. An attempt to remember him, as he is now, before they go home and wash the desert off and the memory of this settles like nothing more than a dream. Can't be anything other than that, not something this good, this fast. It's alright though, we all need some nice dreams.
She smiles before she presses a kiss to his chest and rises back to her feet, ready to call it quits at last.
Baby, don't fall for me, I'll tell you right now
You're gonna hate me when we hit the ground
Think you're gonna fix me, think we're making progress
You'll be broken with me somewhere in the process
You're gonna hate me when we hit the ground
Think you're gonna fix me, think we're making progress
You'll be broken with me somewhere in the process
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
