Days feel longer without you

Iskra

Find something you can hold on to
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end

He doesn’t let her unimpressed huh deflate the puff of his pride. If anything, it cuts his grin into something slanted and devious. He knows she won’t yield easily, in fact he’d be much more suspicious if she did. Though, there’s no denying the bristling energy inside him as she circles around the findings like a ruler passing judgement.

When she offers up her own for comparison, he steps into the pacing, going opposite her. His hands are tucked low and behind him, folding beneath the bottom of the pack as he cuts a cursory glance sidelong at the display. ”I see,” is all he offers up at first. The rock is an impressive addition, and the flower on it’s own is not so nice as it had been in her hair, but there it could go again.

He pauses, skeptical, as his gaze lifts at her proclamation of victory. ”Trust the doll?” he repeats, a laugh marking his growing smile as he steps in and picks it up. He turns it over before tossing it towards her. ”What, like it’s cursed?” As for the chocolates? He reaches out and plucks one up, popping it into his mouth while staring her down. He chews slowly, methodically, then clutches suddenly at his throat in dramatics.

Find somewhere you can come home to
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end