there's so much time for me to speak up, but i keep quiet
“I like everythin’ ya make me.” She offers, just in case Nova didn’t think she did. She adores each and everything her sister makes, from something as beneficial and kind as the shield she’s crafted for her, down to the little glitter bombs that would explode when she opened the door to her room in their old house.
Withdrawing from her sister and fully taking in the infectious bubbling of her sister’s mood, she deactivates the necklace with much more ease than putting it on, brows lifting before she snickers softly. “Yeah, guess we do.” She trails after her sister with more pep in her step, excitement flickering in her face even at the idea of mud.
Following the instruction, she has no qualms with diving in as her sister does. “Betcha it feels better everywhere rather than just your toes.” She teases, stepping in and hiding the weird sensation it sparks until she’s coated up to her chest and neck. “Least it’s warm!” She says with a hint of relief. “’N kinda heavy?” Like a weighted blanket which honestly? Incredible.
Withdrawing from her sister and fully taking in the infectious bubbling of her sister’s mood, she deactivates the necklace with much more ease than putting it on, brows lifting before she snickers softly. “Yeah, guess we do.” She trails after her sister with more pep in her step, excitement flickering in her face even at the idea of mud.
Following the instruction, she has no qualms with diving in as her sister does. “Betcha it feels better everywhere rather than just your toes.” She teases, stepping in and hiding the weird sensation it sparks until she’s coated up to her chest and neck. “Least it’s warm!” She says with a hint of relief. “’N kinda heavy?” Like a weighted blanket which honestly? Incredible.
Calypso
i'll complicate the mantra
