[ The already thin line of Charlene's mouth thins a little further. ] Daniel, please.
[ Please as in: let's not make this semantical. Please as if to ask: when was the last time you saw me actually 'gallivant'. She says neither aloud because she thinks it's obvious, nevermind the fact that she doesn't put it past him to have a retort to that second hypothetical question. Her irritation manifests as black-leaved ivy that begins to scale the outer walls of the house, tendrils of it roping across the windows, slashing the fading sunlight into blood-colored ribbons.
(She doesn't mean to scare him and perhaps takes some relief in knowing that Daniel doesn't scare easy. Sometimes it's more a sense of aggravation than satisfaction, but when the seams of a dream start to unravel, it's never pleasant for her when it's a covenmate.)
Her gaze drops back down to the tea in front of her, half expecting to find the contents of the mug thick and gloopy or otherwise muddied. To her surprise (not wholly obvious), it isn't. ] You called. I came.
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[ Please as in: let's not make this semantical. Please as if to ask: when was the last time you saw me actually 'gallivant'. She says neither aloud because she thinks it's obvious, nevermind the fact that she doesn't put it past him to have a retort to that second hypothetical question. Her irritation manifests as black-leaved ivy that begins to scale the outer walls of the house, tendrils of it roping across the windows, slashing the fading sunlight into blood-colored ribbons.
(She doesn't mean to scare him and perhaps takes some relief in knowing that Daniel doesn't scare easy. Sometimes it's more a sense of aggravation than satisfaction, but when the seams of a dream start to unravel, it's never pleasant for her when it's a covenmate.)
Her gaze drops back down to the tea in front of her, half expecting to find the contents of the mug thick and gloopy or otherwise muddied. To her surprise (not wholly obvious), it isn't. ] You called. I came.
Let's not make a big deal about it.