She slowly lays down on top of him. Using her body weight to squish him pleasantly. “Oh gosh, it’s happening again, gravity is pulling me towards the emotion vortex.” Her cheek settled against him. “I suppose I’m here cuddling for the foreseeable future.” [HellsWindOfChange]
[cont'd]
He resists the urge to giggle. No, no. He's supposed to be upset right now. (Not at her, no.) The dotted cheeks puff in reflection of his stubborn resolve to hold onto that sour mood.
"They should have told me before cleaning my workshop!" He pouts. Yeah. He's upset for a reason. Now nothing in there was set up the way he needed it to be!
@hellswindofchange







