"It's so good to see you, Everest," Dahlia purrs as she steps into the room he's arranged for this little rendezvous. Dressed for the Longheat weather but arguably more business-like than their previous meeting, she steps around the Spyglass's chair to get to her own, letting her fingers drift and press affectionately along the line of his broad shoulders. "And you are looking good as well," she adds.
Plopping herself into her seat and tucking a stray curl out of her face, she glances up at the vaulted ceilings, considering them drab and boring, but accepting them nonetheless for the sake of this meeting. "I do hope the others weren't inconvenienced by the time." Because it's late, Ever. It's quite late.
Plopping herself into her seat and tucking a stray curl out of her face, she glances up at the vaulted ceilings, considering them drab and boring, but accepting them nonetheless for the sake of this meeting. "I do hope the others weren't inconvenienced by the time." Because it's late, Ever. It's quite late.
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
