Send me ‡ for my character’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.
Thoughts coming to a halt
consisting of laughs or more snide remarks and the other,
her impossible. Very little did she desire. Such an outcome
life wouldn’t give her much opportunity to do so
and what she did would she be convinced it to be too much
or, in her opinion, undeserving. Resonance of ᴛɪᴍʙʀᴇ almost
rang as it it were conscious playing wicked tricks on her for it
had been months since she last felt that ωαямтн. Yet certain,
she was, that it could not have went ignored because it was
only something she’d feel in her dreams and not in her ᴀᴡғᴜʟ
reality. Coming to a turn, each inch she’d take to enclosure
would palpitations quicken as dim lighting revealed the only
sight she longed to see aside from her own mother
to broadening strides as features lit up.
❝—H - Hey.. ❞