Sweep me off my feet
07-15-2014, 12:14 AM
His expression didn't falter and he would make light of the situation, claiming that fathers suck. She would laugh, nodding in agreement. In her case, she couldn't agree more. His shoulder would bump against hers playfully as her tail would move to flick his lightly. When she mentioned Vi, his expression became quizzical, as though he had imagined something going on between the two women. She would merely smirk, allowing him to think what he wanted about her and Vi, even though they were simply friends. She knew that Vi would be looking for her, especially after the disastrous meeting. His deep voice would pull her attention back to him as he prepared to tell her his life story. She would smile, listening carefully, interjecting where she thought necessary, putting her two cents in here and there, and including her own experiences. She found the tension slipping away from her shoulders, her mood light once again, his deep voice pushing away the darkness that threatened to drown her. -exit with awesomeness- "Talk" "You" Think |