holeinwall: (Creepin' around like no one knows)
just monika. ([personal profile] holeinwall) wrote in [community profile] peacockstop 2024-03-01 10:02 am (UTC)

Thanks. I appreciate it.

[ It's a small thing, the brush of her fingers over his mask, about where she imagines his cheek would be. Even if it took some pushing up on her tiptoes to get there, something about doing it just felt right. Or maybe that's the alcohol again, who knows.

She watches him a while longer, then turns away and begins carefully making her way down to the pavement--well, "carefully," since her coordination is still lacking. Another fleeting glance, then she forces her eyes away and gives her room number. ]


I'll head there first so I can let you in. But if you need help with carrying anything, or...

[ Her voice trails off. Back to feeling awkward again. A little cold, too. His body was warmer than she realized, now that she's away from it. ]

See you soon, then?

[ For lack of anything better to do, she waves, then realizes it's dumb because they're just going to meet up again in a few. After a deep sigh at herself, she trudges her way back to the main areas, through all the hustle and bustle, and to her room. Thankfully, her "spouse" isn't around when she steps inside. A blessing, because it's not like she needed another issue on her growing list of woes.

With a long sigh, she presses her forehead to the cool door while she waits, hoping it'll calm her a little. Her body may be cold, but there was something building in her chest that's a stifling heat like no other. ]

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