Oct 5, 2017
╰ @cedecorvid : sc.
those ruby pools that would give death a scare, and that wild, unmanageable hair. the woman clearly had caught her staring from the way she glanced up at her. clearing the lump from weiss’ throat, her dainty hands behind her back, ❝ pardon the staring, you look like a familiar face. it must be fatigue though. i’ll just — ❞ hand pressed to her soft lips, she thought of her next words not wanting to set the woman off, ❝ avert my eyes. ❞