LOCKE
He'd be a liar if he didn't enjoy the hug a little bit more than he should. His arms wrap around her and he soaks in her warmth, even if it's sticky hot out. "Moving to the Greatwood, huh? Nice. Tired of Stormbreak? Wanted more trees?" He looks down at her, a lopsided grin plastered on his face. Until she said she was worried. His expression falters for a moment and he wonders if he's messed something up. But she seems casual about it all so that's fine, right?
"I meant to write you but I wasn't sure what to say. Turns out being a dragoon wasn't really for me." Also it was a little awkward, some of the reasons why he went back. Especially now, all things considered. His hands slip a little lower onto her back for just a moment before he's pulling away. "If you're not busy, I think I owe you a drink or two. Can show you my favorite place?"
"I meant to write you but I wasn't sure what to say. Turns out being a dragoon wasn't really for me." Also it was a little awkward, some of the reasons why he went back. Especially now, all things considered. His hands slip a little lower onto her back for just a moment before he's pulling away. "If you're not busy, I think I owe you a drink or two. Can show you my favorite place?"
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
