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@songbirdelusion
Holy shit
She knows that she shouldn’t have done it. But it had looked so shiny and it had looked so nice! How could she have resisted? Not even the most hardened of criminals could have resisted from pilfering the little article when it was just lying there. If not her, it would have been someone else. Right? Right. So with her thoughts at resolution, Mercedes does not stop the giddy little bounce in her step and the giggle snort that erupts past her lips. Which of course is interrupted when her body collides with that of another and the little, glass bauble drops to the ground. Shattered remains of what once was. Can you hear the sound of her heart breaking?
If she does hear the sound of a girl's heart shattering , it must be too faint to discern. The world is a loud and raucous place , and the concern of (1) knocking into someone , (2) knocking something out of their hands , (3) said something fracturing as it met the ground , and (4) being careful not to step on any of those shards -- took precedence. Eyelids would peel back a hair , pretty lips would split apart. Adele's head tilted from one side to the other as she removed left and right earbud. "---- Sorry."
The hand upon his head settled him quite quickly, the alien practically conditioned to settle at such a gesture. A sort of sigh leaves his lips, flaxen hues blinking whilst he stared at the ground.
Not a word back , but serenity -- it seems -- encroaches on poor alien's nerves. She pets him like she would her cat or bird : an idle , faint pinch of thumb and forefinger against scalp , the skin behind his ear. "Better?"
You try having a mating season as long as his! More whining tumbled forth & he shifted a bit, his head leaning into the gentle affections regardless.
Politely declining that offer. She cannot not bound by such mortal woes. He, however -- hand would offer comfort as best it could. "I believe in you."
songbirdelusion :
shoosh paps
Is still very distressed.
Someone should take a chill pill. Sit down and breathe. "There, there . . ."
——— { ♬ } ———
"I'm getting tired of this."
Don’t ever let other people decide for you who you will be . You have stardust in your spine and veins that flow with galaxies. A whole universe resides inside your body. And no one dares to tell a universe what it can and cannot be.
A Universe inside Our Bodies | Nikita Gill