Mar 15, 2025
@midweast answers the first toll.
the music pounded ; a gut rattling thrum that reached even where she sat, cradling the limp weight of her latest leniency. his pulse barely stirred against her fingers. a nobody, the kind no one would miss on a night like this, drowned in sweat & sequins. the tree behind them still held the phantom of their earlier embrace.
there was no need to turn & confirm the new presence. she felt it, despite the lightness of their steps. “ was the dance floor not enough for you ? ” she asked, voice dense with the last traces of him, jaw sliding back into place with a languid click.