// heart strung, young and dumb, yeah we had no fear
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
“Sounds perfect.” She chimes, stuffing her hands back into her sleeves, wrapping them around the sweater she wears beneath all the furs. Her steps continue to drive them forward, and she dances her attention from the path they take to the doctor at her side, amusement lingering within her at the subject and the smile. “That can be arranged.” She offers, giving a thoughtful look before she’s nuzzling her head into the scarf again. It’s unclear which she means, whether broken bones or a new building, but either way she imagines something would happen.
There’s a quiet whistle that slips from her at the subject, eyes crinkling with the hidden grin. “I already can’t wait to get out of these thousands of furs.” She snorts, shaking her head. She squints against the light of the sun reflecting off the pale snow before she’s leaning over toward Tobi to bump her elbow into the other woman’s. “Possible hypothermia to heatstroke?” She asks, brows raising suddenly with the thought, an inhale of breath that has her almost choking on the cold within it. “Suddenly I’m quite glad I brought a doctor.”
There’s a quiet whistle that slips from her at the subject, eyes crinkling with the hidden grin. “I already can’t wait to get out of these thousands of furs.” She snorts, shaking her head. She squints against the light of the sun reflecting off the pale snow before she’s leaning over toward Tobi to bump her elbow into the other woman’s. “Possible hypothermia to heatstroke?” She asks, brows raising suddenly with the thought, an inhale of breath that has her almost choking on the cold within it. “Suddenly I’m quite glad I brought a doctor.”
Seraphina
