look at everything you've overcome - don't give up now
Vai is just about at the mouth of the attic, ready to clamber back down when Zeph instructs for her to wait. Smiling softly, she nods and watches as he climbs around the boxes and other haphazard belongings stacked here and there, emerging victorious with (naturally) alcohol. Or what she assumes is alcohol. "That looks suspect," she says, flashing him a grin. "And strong. What are we treating ourselves with?"
She's already climbing back out of the attic as she speaks, waiting for him to join her before helping to push the ladder back up where it belongs. Firmly thinking of tanned skin that tastes like salt and sweetness, and warm hands and dark eyes, it's easy to banish thoughts of ghosts, and Vai continues back downstairs. "Are we drinking in the shower? Because I'm game."
She's already climbing back out of the attic as she speaks, waiting for him to join her before helping to push the ladder back up where it belongs. Firmly thinking of tanned skin that tastes like salt and sweetness, and warm hands and dark eyes, it's easy to banish thoughts of ghosts, and Vai continues back downstairs. "Are we drinking in the shower? Because I'm game."
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