I keep stars in my pockets
wear daisies in my hair
wear daisies in my hair
Nova blinks as Thorn flushes, a little confused that she'd been wrong, but even more confused by his answer. She's not one for sleeping or naps (what a waste of time), but she finds it strange that there's an entire job devoted to sleeping with people. Maybe they just want someone to cuddle with? Although why would they do that at -
The realization dawns like a shooting star across her features. "OH! You mean sex!" She says it loud enough that a few people nearby glance their way, obvious mixes of horror and amusement on their faces, but Nova doesn't pay them any mind, turning to the next person to offer the woman a red flower that goes with the flush of her cheeks.
Giggling, she moves away from the stunned individual like she has for every other, spinning again to look at Thorn as she clarifies, "So people pay you to have sex with them? You must be pretty good at it then."
The realization dawns like a shooting star across her features. "OH! You mean sex!" She says it loud enough that a few people nearby glance their way, obvious mixes of horror and amusement on their faces, but Nova doesn't pay them any mind, turning to the next person to offer the woman a red flower that goes with the flush of her cheeks.
Giggling, she moves away from the stunned individual like she has for every other, spinning again to look at Thorn as she clarifies, "So people pay you to have sex with them? You must be pretty good at it then."
Nova
but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart
and take you everywhere
and take you everywhere
