to be lit up from within
vein by vein
She could hear him already refusing, and didn’t bother hiding the rolling of her eyes. However, she would be finding the little punk ass bitch who told on her later. Hands on her hips, eyes flickering back to the pot that hasn’t even had time to warm up, and the chocolate that certainly hadn’t melted yet, she huffed a sigh, before finally turning and addressing the Captain. “But this is real easy and simple. I just have to melt chocolate and then put it on these pretzels.” And the sprinkles. If she didn’t eat those in between.
Crouching for a moment to pet at Seven, Fangorn’s vines waving in greeting and Sila beating a hasty retreat (hey – she could use the dragon’s flames…oh right, they were avoiding things catching on fire), she glanced back up at Jack. “It’s for Ludo.” Like that made everything better.
to be the sun
MELITA
