'Cause sometimes we don't really notice just how good it can get
so maybe we should start all over
so maybe we should start all over
She sweeps his correction away with a wave of her hand, all golden hair and rolling eyes, mirth hiding in the corners of her mouth. "Oh, pish. Brewery sounds like alcohol, there has to be something better to call it. I don't want any misconceptions about my future business." A business they both know she doesn't have enough hands for right now, but such was the humor of envisioning it.
In direct contrast to her claims of watching her figure, Hotaru summarily drowns her single pancake in syrup like she's trying to actively kill it. Her sweet tooth is incorrigible and maple syrup is a weakness of hers - though in contrast, Halovian maple syrup is far better than Torchline's, which she notices the moment she takes a bite. Squeezing his hand gently back, she licks the remnant sweetness of her lips and laughs slightly. "You're not wrong. Last night was more exciting than my past...three? Four years?" They have both perhaps grown a bit boring what with their war and grief and humanity. "Though I wonder if I'm cut out for it anymore." Another small admission, like a trust exercise. It had felt as natural as breathing until the night was over and she was left windswept and wondering if maybe her solitude had robbed her of all of her shine.
In direct contrast to her claims of watching her figure, Hotaru summarily drowns her single pancake in syrup like she's trying to actively kill it. Her sweet tooth is incorrigible and maple syrup is a weakness of hers - though in contrast, Halovian maple syrup is far better than Torchline's, which she notices the moment she takes a bite. Squeezing his hand gently back, she licks the remnant sweetness of her lips and laughs slightly. "You're not wrong. Last night was more exciting than my past...three? Four years?" They have both perhaps grown a bit boring what with their war and grief and humanity. "Though I wonder if I'm cut out for it anymore." Another small admission, like a trust exercise. It had felt as natural as breathing until the night was over and she was left windswept and wondering if maybe her solitude had robbed her of all of her shine.
start all over again
Hotaru
