last couple of months kinda been a disaster
She leans back and winks, that gorgeous smile spread across her face, and he yearns for the exact opposite of the words that she says – huffing a pouting sigh as he explains that he definitely isn’t a fighter, and pulls the bag of donuts triumphantly from the bag (not soaking wet and surprisingly fine all things considered), only to bark his laughter out into the air at her surprise. Her laugh accompanies his and he keeps his arm held up high above her while she explains.
It dips a little lower at her explanation – concern crossing his face briefly at the mention of Safrin not liking her at first, but… It sounded like things were okay now? Regardless, she stands and places her hands on her hips and he remains down in the sand, keeping the donuts in his lap now as he squints up at her through the glimmer of sunlight. “So y’need t’protect… The donuts? Or… Are the donuts ‘sposed t’be evil things out t’get me?” He tries to ask, brows furrowing before he’s offering a laugh out again at the amusement of it all.
He moves to stand, clutching the donuts tightly in one hand as he moves over to her, getting in her space to wrap his free arm around her middle. “What if… I try t’get through you t’get to the donuts?” He asks, moving to hand her the bag of donuts with a wicked grin, giving her side a soft squeeze. "Then y'can protect 'em from me."
It dips a little lower at her explanation – concern crossing his face briefly at the mention of Safrin not liking her at first, but… It sounded like things were okay now? Regardless, she stands and places her hands on her hips and he remains down in the sand, keeping the donuts in his lap now as he squints up at her through the glimmer of sunlight. “So y’need t’protect… The donuts? Or… Are the donuts ‘sposed t’be evil things out t’get me?” He tries to ask, brows furrowing before he’s offering a laugh out again at the amusement of it all.
He moves to stand, clutching the donuts tightly in one hand as he moves over to her, getting in her space to wrap his free arm around her middle. “What if… I try t’get through you t’get to the donuts?” He asks, moving to hand her the bag of donuts with a wicked grin, giving her side a soft squeeze. "Then y'can protect 'em from me."
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
