#;tray

Hocus Pocus  {Sentence Starters}

        Her features scrunched up in a sad pout at first before pure horror struck her, the contents of her bag had spilled upon the pavement and Tray had to take a deep breath. All the candy that she had collected was now in a scattered pile on the ground. Tray made a noise and stared down at the pile before nodding sadly. “Yeah, me too,” she voiced, lifting her broken sack and frowning at the thing. “YOU HAD ONE JOB, BAG, ONE JOB!” The bag went flying up in the air as Tray dramatically threw herself on the ground to start scooping candy into her shirt as she used it as a pouch.

        In her defense, it was rather difficult for Tray to keep a straight face, or even keep a smile off her lips when she spent time near Emma. She kicked at the ground absently before she bit at her bottom lip, a shade of pink creeping into the apple’s of her cheeks for half a moment until she was able to bring her gaze up to look at the other woman. Tray cleared her throat, nodding to herself before she smiled and swayed a bit awkwardly. 

        “Hey, so... I was thinking... maybe later we could hang out, or something, order pizza and maybe watch a movie? I mean... if you want to.” The brunette didn’t want to be invasive, or overbearing, the worst thing she was afraid of doing was scaring Emma away, that was the last thing she wanted, in fact, what she really wanted was to slip her hand into the other’s and draw her in for a kiss, but she kept herself at a distance, knowing Emma was... uncertain, to put it gently. Tray just didn’t want to do anything wrong, a hand moved up and pushed her thick hair back away from her face, a slightly nervous action, but she didn’t drop her gaze which was hopeful and soft.

 “Oh no, you’re making me oddly pleased that I’m an only child now,” Tray made a face, an expression mixed between concern and complete astonishment. Shaking her head the brunette made a noise that very well could have been a scoff but was more of a groan than anything else. “He really purchased TICKETS to see the Emoji Movie? I would have been furious too, he has to have some mercy at some point. Yeesh.”           

     “Don’t…. just…. don’t…” She’s sprawled out on the floor, hair cascading above her head as she stares at the ceiling fan spinning at it’s highest frequency. Her decline to whatever company had just walked through the threshold was one of pure exhaustion, a hand waved lazily, more so flopping from her stomach to the floor next to her. “I just want to lay here until I’m able to feel my legs again and I need silence to accomplish that.”  Of course, Tray didn’t expect whoever had just entered the living room to oblige and not get her up off her ass, but the run she’d just gone on was more than she was used to, pushing herself a little more than she normally did.

      “Unless you have ice cream, something to completely counter act running for two hours,” she gestured this time with the hand that she’d lulled to the floor, extending her thumb in an up motion to express her approval of corrupting her body with the cold and sweet food. “Mmm, chocolate and strawberry sounds good, like, strawberry ice cream with a scoop of chocolate and chocolate sauce drizzled on top, yeah… I could go for some ice cream.”

          Tray would do anything to pursue her suspicions and theories, especially when she had some time off to do just that, PLUS she’d just gotten a new camera and was eager to test it out. “The skies are clear and I have new shit I wanna try out, c’mon, I’ll get the pizza and soda, it’ll be a great time.” More bribery and a better effort in making her plea for company on her stake out of sorts. 

     Tray loved the outdoors, her grandfather had instilled that in her at a young age, all through grade school they went on frequent camping trips, they only stopped when it became a little more difficult for her grandfather to hike as far as they would. That didn’t stop Tray from frequenting the woods as much as she could, a little break here and there and she would venture into the dense trees to find the only clearing in which she could lay for hours and gaze out upon the stars. This time she had someone to accompany her, it was dangerous going out by herself, that didn’t, of course, stop her, but it was more fun this way.

     Shifting her pack on her back Tray glanced up through the trees, a smile forming against her features before she turned back towards her companion some. “C’mon, we can pitch our camp just up ahead, the stars are GORGEOUS from up in here.” She commented, smiling wider than before as she returned to her climb up the slight hill to reach the location designated for campers. She pressed onward, the burn in her legs familiar and almost welcome, the sun was setting and soon they would be able to enjoy the glorious night sky.