October
a sunflor soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
(WHAT, I SWEAR THIS THREAD STOPPED SHOWING UP. PLEASE LET ME REVIVE Q__Q)
'Do you like it?' You all but whisper, as if not wanting the dragon to hear your question. You aren't sure if you'd like another presence in your mind all the time. Wouldn't it be distracting? Bothersome? What if there were things you wanted to keep to yourself? Secrets, or just..the sort of inside-your-head-voices that you don't really want to share with others?
Happy enough to watch Sera work despite having no idea what she's doing (measuring obviously, but your knowledge when it comes to anything even remotely carpentry-related is slim at best), you flash her a smile at the mention of bathing suits. "You know you were." You agree slyly. "You must have just been so focused on your work that you forgot." The mention of going up to Sera's apartment doesn't flush your cheeks as much as one might think it should. "I'd like that." You hum, glancing toward the door leading to the clinic. "So long as no one bursts in with something sticking out of their chest, that is." You aren't superstitious, but you cross your fingers with a laugh just the same.
'Do you like it?' You all but whisper, as if not wanting the dragon to hear your question. You aren't sure if you'd like another presence in your mind all the time. Wouldn't it be distracting? Bothersome? What if there were things you wanted to keep to yourself? Secrets, or just..the sort of inside-your-head-voices that you don't really want to share with others?
Happy enough to watch Sera work despite having no idea what she's doing (measuring obviously, but your knowledge when it comes to anything even remotely carpentry-related is slim at best), you flash her a smile at the mention of bathing suits. "You know you were." You agree slyly. "You must have just been so focused on your work that you forgot." The mention of going up to Sera's apartment doesn't flush your cheeks as much as one might think it should. "I'd like that." You hum, glancing toward the door leading to the clinic. "So long as no one bursts in with something sticking out of their chest, that is." You aren't superstitious, but you cross your fingers with a laugh just the same.
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise
