>>drinkingtherain
The puffs of smoke from previously lit cigarettes was diluted finally, hints of tobacco washed away by a strong glass of wine. It was a perfect treat hours after the last meal for the day was served, right? What a wondrous night the day had withered into, in Luka's opinion. Besides, the one she adored was right there, less than a meter away from her. Granted she was at her desk, slyly taking her vision over to the bed until she caught sight of him. Indeed, she presumed he was as tired as she just by the expression she saw. A whimsical chuckle followed by a wry smile was allowed, for the pinkette was slightly beguiled. She made her way over to the bed, plopping down next to Teppannov as she released a content sigh. All of the work for that day: completed. Locks fell from the tightly wound bun Luka had as she unraveled it. All other accessories were off now since they weren't needed at the later hour. Glances were exchanged and a brow was raised as her familiar smirk returned. "You look exhausted." Luka noted as she reclined back a bit, her lower back pressed against the pillow sitting behind her.














