🗡.*~ theresa let out a snort . such a dramatic ghost rider , it seemed he just couldn’t help himself when it came to his complaints . ❝ come now johnathon , mon chere , you know i’d do anything for you ...just not that . ❞ a little bit of fib . yes , she was attached to cloak without a doubt , but she was not so stingy they couldn’t share it . the belmont was merely teasing him , his pouting brought something like a satisfaction for her . making her way to take a spot beside him , the woman lowered herself down with a bit of a groan .
as perusal her bones had been yelling at her to rest -- if she ever made it to being an old maid , she was fairly certain that she’d be hobbling around like a decrepit tortoise given all the punishment her body underwent . giving him a soft elbow in the ribs , the ravenette managed to settle against the trunk , partially against his shoulder . ❝ chin up , eh ? bread sticks are sooner in our future than you think . im sure manfri will be here with something to eat any moment . ❞