Hotaru
Outside the traffic lights
They turn from green to red
Hotaru admittedly knows they are a striking couple, but it's a shame she can't glean it off Alys' thoughts the way she can another Attuned's, because it would surely be the cherry on top of her sundae right now. They turn from green to red
"I'd heard, but I haven't had a chance to visit," she sighs in a familiar shade of almost-dramatized sighing, something regal and above-it-all eternally in her voice when prying eyes and listening ears linger about. They won't have a chance for long however, and Hotaru follows in Sunjata's gentle wake like a boat, meant for his deep waters and subtle currents.
Alys is tugged along in a train behind them, tethered by Hotaru's hands which greedily attach to both lover and friend. As the room coalesces around them, cherry blossoms catch in Ru's long golden hair, the floral scent making her inhale deeply and hum a pleased sound. "Perfect," she murmurs, squeezing his hand and leading all of them to the wooden table to arrange them upon the bench with her and Sunjata side-by-side and Alys perfectly placed across from them to better fit her card-laying.
"This is all about the kind of reading you want beloved. I'm just here to watch and facilitate." Winking, she sets about giving Alys and Sunjata time to discuss those details while she makes up plates, utilizing her knowledge of their respective favorites to personalize them.
And as my heart applies the brakes
I reach across the empty bed
I reach across the empty bed
