I don't trust nobody
The name wasn't familiar to her. Not surprising. The Grounds were a forgein place to her, having never been there until a few days prior. Maeve stubbed out her joint in the sand, releasing the last lungful of smoke to be carried away on the breeze. "With the collection it sounds like you have I'm sure you could find something for me," the woman glanced over at him, bracing her cheek against her forearms as she hunched forward. Her eyes heavy and soft with the effects of the weed worming its way through her nerves.
A soft laugh found its way past her lips and a knowing smile settled on her features, "Isn't that the truth. Love is never so easy to find even in a world where people are desperate for it." Maeve mused, voice mixing with the white noise of the waves as they crashed gently against the shore. There wasn't any bitterness in her tone. Just acceptance for what it was. For how the world worked.
She was grateful for the change in conversation, more than happy to talk about that kind of thing. There was something easier about it. "We do. A lot of them actually. Maeve shifts on the blanket, offering him her arm. There are faint silverly bite marks on the inside of her wrist. "I have them all bite in the same place, but.. yeah. I have some. It's a different experience with them, but not bad. They all seem to enjoy themselves and leave happy. Which is the biggest part. Have you... Have you been with anyone since turning?"
A soft laugh found its way past her lips and a knowing smile settled on her features, "Isn't that the truth. Love is never so easy to find even in a world where people are desperate for it." Maeve mused, voice mixing with the white noise of the waves as they crashed gently against the shore. There wasn't any bitterness in her tone. Just acceptance for what it was. For how the world worked.
She was grateful for the change in conversation, more than happy to talk about that kind of thing. There was something easier about it. "We do. A lot of them actually. Maeve shifts on the blanket, offering him her arm. There are faint silverly bite marks on the inside of her wrist. "I have them all bite in the same place, but.. yeah. I have some. It's a different experience with them, but not bad. They all seem to enjoy themselves and leave happy. Which is the biggest part. Have you... Have you been with anyone since turning?"
and nobody trusts me
Maeve
