#fiigments

      they dozed off, while watching a movie, action genre, but may barely fell       asleep as she had to make sure she turned off the camera. tucker looked       so…peaceful, and it just made her smile. the girl was leaning up against her       elbows, to be able to peer down at him. the sudden urge to just display some       affection, but she just decided to feather lightly brush her lips against one of       his eyelids before turning off the camera and cuddle up right beside him.

                [ it's always the same old. waking up                   with your skin stung with unfamiliarity.                   the last thing tucker remembers, is                   that grilled cheese he burnt three days                   ago. she's still in his mind.                                           lucky for her ---- this can                                           get rather fucking scary.

                  he's sitting up so fast that blood rushes                   to his head. he couldn't have been sleeping                   more than twenty minutes, though it feels like                   days. her body had woken him ; he's a light sleeper.

                  his fingers reach for his hair on instinct, nails                   finding security in his scalp for a short moment.                   his eyes are moons, scanning -- trying to                    understand. but he can't. he just can't do it.

                  tucker's eyes fall to her next. he knows who                   she is. friends, right ?? not a threat ??                    her name is gone from his tongue, all he                   knows of her is her breaths, taken from                   where she lay, && her smell.                                           but a friend. it's a start. ]