fingers twist and braid copper hair, a softness in her heart, a companionship she'd always desired in the deepest parts of her soul now flourishing before her. ❛ you know, i always wanted to have a sleepover... ❜ - pyrrha to nora
DEATHLESS.
“have you never had one before? like, never ever?” she’s trying not to jerk her head around to stare in disbelief at pyrrha. fails and feels the braids come loose where they tangle her hair. oh well. it’s not like she had that much to braid in the first place.
“well, we have to have a pillow fight and eat popcorn and play pranks on each other. i mean, the last one might be a bit hard since we can’t blame it on anyone else since it’s just us but --- “ inhale, nora, inhale “ --- i mean if you say ren put whipped cream in my hand and tickled my nose i’d pretend to believe you, at least!”
she’s all smile as her hands fix her hair. mischief shines hardly hidden in vibrant eyes. “or we could always prank the boys. i’ll get a bucket.”
