[she stops, doing a bit of a double-take as she actually looks at Guzma as opposed to just a passing glance. rather, the state of him. state of undress of him. him. uh--
without her permission, her face and neck go red as a tingle shoots up her spine. it really is a novel thing to her -- not really to be attracted to someone, not really, but...to this degree? and with this state of dress.
undress.
gods.
she shakes her head to snap herself out of it and, clearing her throat, hastens past him and closes the bedroom door behind her, needing a minute to stand there and get a hold of herself. heart hammering out of nowhere! where is this adrenaline coming from? after all that endless strife, shouldn't she just be exhausted instead of...of all hot and bothered?
dammit, she can't even really zone out in that glorious, hot water for too long before her thoughts begin to drift to him, leaving her quite shaken up. yet, alongside that... 'the first day of the rest of our lives,' was it? to find happiness?
and he'd said, even though he had his heart set on someone else where he's from...he wants to stay with her. he could spend the next whole damn month with her! as he'd screamed...out loud...like a crazy person.]
Umh...So I, I took the liberty of collecting your clothes, [she says, reappearing in the doorway, pajama-clad and hesitant.] I've put them in the washing machine with the others. That way you don't have to...
[walk around my living quarters in just a towel!!!]
no subject
[she stops, doing a bit of a double-take as she actually looks at Guzma as opposed to just a passing glance. rather, the state of him. state of undress of him. him. uh--
without her permission, her face and neck go red as a tingle shoots up her spine. it really is a novel thing to her -- not really to be attracted to someone, not really, but...to this degree? and with this state of dress.
undress.
gods.
she shakes her head to snap herself out of it and, clearing her throat, hastens past him and closes the bedroom door behind her, needing a minute to stand there and get a hold of herself. heart hammering out of nowhere! where is this adrenaline coming from? after all that endless strife, shouldn't she just be exhausted instead of...of all hot and bothered?
dammit, she can't even really zone out in that glorious, hot water for too long before her thoughts begin to drift to him, leaving her quite shaken up. yet, alongside that... 'the first day of the rest of our lives,' was it? to find happiness?
and he'd said, even though he had his heart set on someone else where he's from...he wants to stay with her. he could spend the next whole damn month with her! as he'd screamed...out loud...like a crazy person.]
Umh...So I, I took the liberty of collecting your clothes, [she says, reappearing in the doorway, pajama-clad and hesitant.] I've put them in the washing machine with the others. That way you don't have to...
[walk around my living quarters in just a towel!!!]
Put on that filth later.