#and ..

eh. the fever hasn't let up if that's what you're wonderin

atleast I'm not so delirious I'm, well you know what happened I can just assume that. but it ain't great

This is good this is good I approve

 she looks up with half of the berry in her mouth . still chewing on the sweet fruit with a frown growing on youthful face — blinks . what part of her appearance gave him that message ? the thin dress or the basket of strawberries she's gathered for herself under the gentle sunlight of ending summer ? their mansion was surrounded by trees heavy with fruits , a private property nobody was allowed to venture in unless they were allowed and of course , astarion was given private permission to come and go as he pleased . is he mad that she didn't dance with him last might during the ball ? finally , she swallows the fruit . licks her reddened lips and stretches one pale leg over the warm grass , dress pulling up to her knee . slightly bruised here and there , she never knows where she knocks her legs when she's walking sometimes . ‘ . . come . try it . ‘ a gentler approach to his rare displeasure , akina doesn't like this side of him . a berry was held out and up to him with a cute smile , held between fingers that look bloody . ‘ come sit . ‘

JESSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEE SMILE 😭💖🤲🏼