Let's make tonight the weekend, I don't wanna wait
The spread of her grin tugs on his, like some invisible thread has connected them together. While hers is sly and sharp though, his is questioning and soft, matching her but not sure why yet, just always eager to see his starslung wish working. At the admission that she likes purple too, he laughs low and airy, his smile deepening now with understanding and his own quiet humor about the whole thing. He tilts his head, catching a kiss to her wrist, before reluctantly pulling away from her side. Her very distracting side. "You like all the colors," he accuses, figuring her favorite crayon would be all of them.
Finishing the salting of her front side, his gaze follows the way hers trails around the halls. "I had no idea you were such the art collector," he muses, imagining a newly colored banner getting hung up in every alcove, a testament to her bright and wild life. Each one a streak of a moment she's trying to capture out of the wind and put onto canvas. The idea is perfectly, uniquely her. "Gummy-worm snakes and ladders sounds perfect," he beams, gaze flicking up over the toes he's basting to capture the look of her dreaming. "Adding game-style body painting to our to do list." The only good kind of to do list he's ever seen, the one with all their plans and adventures.
"So, on the topic of colors, what nail polish do you want for your mani-pedi?" Finishing the last of her tidepool blessing, he starts to layer the seaweed over this side too, the wrap keeping in all the warmth and moisture of the salty smear. "Could always test out the canvas colors," he offers, but shrugs, because he's certain they don't require any sort of trial run. "Something dark and shiny to match the upcoming LongNight maybe." Perhaps a night sky on her hand, but with the moon and stars still present. "Orrrrr, something that glows in the dark? Although, the glow would only last so long without sunlight to recharge it." A disappointing truth, as it would have made her extremely easy to spot amid the crowds.
Finishing the salting of her front side, his gaze follows the way hers trails around the halls. "I had no idea you were such the art collector," he muses, imagining a newly colored banner getting hung up in every alcove, a testament to her bright and wild life. Each one a streak of a moment she's trying to capture out of the wind and put onto canvas. The idea is perfectly, uniquely her. "Gummy-worm snakes and ladders sounds perfect," he beams, gaze flicking up over the toes he's basting to capture the look of her dreaming. "Adding game-style body painting to our to do list." The only good kind of to do list he's ever seen, the one with all their plans and adventures.
"So, on the topic of colors, what nail polish do you want for your mani-pedi?" Finishing the last of her tidepool blessing, he starts to layer the seaweed over this side too, the wrap keeping in all the warmth and moisture of the salty smear. "Could always test out the canvas colors," he offers, but shrugs, because he's certain they don't require any sort of trial run. "Something dark and shiny to match the upcoming LongNight maybe." Perhaps a night sky on her hand, but with the moon and stars still present. "Orrrrr, something that glows in the dark? Although, the glow would only last so long without sunlight to recharge it." A disappointing truth, as it would have made her extremely easy to spot amid the crowds.
Kaisel
Got no reason not to celebrate
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
