WESSEX
Defection (of a sorts) is certainly a twist she never expected; hoped for, but never anything more than a distant ‘come to your senses’ type of thing, the kind one hopes for a cousin who’s dating a terrible person.
Frey. She’d often heard the Flood called Caido’s ride (cause everyone gets a turn), but without knowing if he means the sex side or the nature side, she bites her tongue. Well, no, if it’s for their anniversary, it’s likely to be sex!Frey, which is a very different feeling indeed. And the burning sounds painful, but how else do you get rid of an insidious parasite? Wessex huhs in the back of her throat and then tilts her head a bit, still curious. “I hope it didn’t hurt too much. What kind of deal? If you don’t mind me asking? And what does that mean for…” Trailing off, she gestures vaguely to the world around them, as if to say, everything?
Frey. She’d often heard the Flood called Caido’s ride (cause everyone gets a turn), but without knowing if he means the sex side or the nature side, she bites her tongue. Well, no, if it’s for their anniversary, it’s likely to be sex!Frey, which is a very different feeling indeed. And the burning sounds painful, but how else do you get rid of an insidious parasite? Wessex huhs in the back of her throat and then tilts her head a bit, still curious. “I hope it didn’t hurt too much. What kind of deal? If you don’t mind me asking? And what does that mean for…” Trailing off, she gestures vaguely to the world around them, as if to say, everything?
there was a time that we were kind, but now
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
