dancing after death

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you She groaned quietly, but didn’t argue. She was a hard worker. She knew she would try and question more. But it was one more thing to remember in the long list of things she was trying to remember to be a better person as of late. He would call her on it though if she tried to make an excuse, even in jest. He’d always been good at it. Her eyes fluttered closed briefly, lashes brushing against his shoulder as his lips pressed against her hair. ”So long as you’re happy with it.” she said softly, a small smile on her lips. Though now she was at a loss. Things were so familiar, his scent, the feel of him against her side, the way he propped his head on her head with his lips…and back with they had been together, she could have guessed what would have followed. She knew the set up and the game and his tendencies…but as familiar as so much of this seemed, she now wasn’t certain. Lusea was gone, but they weren’t together, and for all that felt the same, she did not know anymore how things might end…and she hated herself for being excited about the uncertainty.