Sleepylips

degraded to the status of an object. it/its pronouns, remaining mute unless necessary, being of use... and being kept absolutely deep and/or fractionated so that its thinking power is about the same as that of an actual object.

minions only know one time:

She Accidentally Drops Herself

"Umm yeah, they really are," you manage to stutter out through your daze, looking up at the lights hanging from the ceiling. Of course, the first thing you both noticed when you'd walked into the private spa was the multiple, colourful jellyfish shaped lights suspended at various heights above the pool.

"Which one is your favourite?" she continues, "I think you'll like the pink one there." She points at one just above your eyesight.

"Wait which one is pink?" You ask, head spinning as your eyes struggle to focus on any one light in the sea above you.

"That one right there. Hmm wait no," she smirks, "seems like the colour has cycled past pink." You start to turn towards her, when she grabs your chin and tilts your head up forcing you to keep looking, "just keep staring, and I'm sure it will cycle back through to pink eventually."

You stare, eyes growing ever more blank. Even if she wasn't holding your chin, your body is too weak to do anything else. Your partner leans in close, whispering quietly in your ear. At least you think thats whats happening. You can't be sure because it's almost like the lights are sucking up your attention, stealing your thoughts. Capturing your memories and dragging them up with them into the glistening sea. You can feel your grasp of what's happening around you slipping, as everything goes blank....

Headed to the shower time.

Now the water...

Delightful and forgetful.

I took her hand and made it move, really really fast for her to try and follow.