[SE] summer days drifting away

Maeve

Maeve hummed softly at the question, head tilting against hers in consideration, "Isn't that a question..." She started, chewing on her bottom lip for a moment, "I have you, for one. I have my passions. One of which is dancing. Ballet specifically." Maeve looked over at Seren as the starchild nuzzled closer to her. "I love to learn new things. That's important to me. Especially if those things help take care of the important people in my life."

Her eyes drifted down to Seren's fingers as they shifted through the sand absentmindedly and Maeve relaxed further in the suns warm rays. The fear of sunburn did swirl in the back of her head, but she was trying to enjoy this moment with her. "You can absolutely write me. I love sending letters and getting them. It's such a special thing to do." Letters were a lost form of communication as far as Maeve was concerned. There was something so thrilling about them and she hoped that Seren soon learned that thrill.

She was pulled from her thoughts by the distinct feeling of sand sticking to her leg. Maeve reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Oi! Don't you even start, little star. You're about to get yourself into a world of trouble." Maeve growled playfully, baring her teeth at her as she jostled her from her shoulder.

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness