like the slumber that creeps to me || roommate's leisure
Nov 7, 2020 1:38:12 GMT -5
Post by ᴥ on Nov 7, 2020 1:38:12 GMT -5
was i made from a broken mold?
We're a tangle of limbs, all laughter and frost bitten cheeks. Her fingers are stained bright red by the snow she hurled at the other tributes, an almost gentle gesture considering the weapons we'd all hidden beneath our waistbands. Breaking our isolation was not as comforting as I would have thought, the knowledge of beating hearts surrounding me is no longer a peaceful sound. It's me and it's her and we're all that matter now.
"Look at you," The words tumble out over rushed breaths, grabbing her hands and bringing them flush against my lips. I doubt there's any warmth left in me at this point, nonetheless I try to breathe it onto her fingers. The warm breath grazes my fingers, still clasped around hers and I realize I could have just started tending to a fire. "A brave warrior, weilder of snowballs."
The mutt is still here, because of course it it, dragging our empty sled behind it as it trots over to us with nothing less than pride in its gait.
[wipwip gotta plan w wifey + i took a benadryl so brain broke][
"Look at you," The words tumble out over rushed breaths, grabbing her hands and bringing them flush against my lips. I doubt there's any warmth left in me at this point, nonetheless I try to breathe it onto her fingers. The warm breath grazes my fingers, still clasped around hers and I realize I could have just started tending to a fire. "A brave warrior, weilder of snowballs."
The mutt is still here, because of course it it, dragging our empty sled behind it as it trots over to us with nothing less than pride in its gait.
[wipwip gotta plan w wifey + i took a benadryl so brain broke][
ALISTAIR GALE
