being naked has never felt so right before , she wore the red dress around because she liked the way it reminded them of blood . otherwise she'd swim in the lakes naked , she'd lay in the meadows with nothing to cover her curves . he must have put the thick blanket over her when she was pretending to sleep . it's become a habit somehow , to close her eyes and pretend to dream , a normal girl who can sleep and dream and breathe . the blanket lowered past her chest , on her lap , along with her hands as she stares up at him with a soft frown . looking almost hurt than angry , he was gone when she woke up and it irritated her . it broke her , it twisted her cold ribs . the coffee smells nice , not that she needs it or something . ❛ come here . . . ❜ she says like a kid you left alone in the middle of the woods , can't move around and doesn't want to leave the warmth of the futon . there's a trace of a ' please come closer , please hold me ' .
@spcde morning after. ; accepting
