closed starter — @dejamp3
if duckie thought the excitement elicited by just existing in the cabin was intense, she had another thing coming when she and deja were voted into the two of hearts booth. for all the courage and the adventurer’s heart that directed duckie’s decisions, her pulse was racing. the only thing that saved her poor heartbeat was knowing that she wasn’t in it alone. when the ceremony started and she and deja sat down in the booth, duckie could already feel the anticipation in the air, but focusing on deja made everything a little easier.
“well, this is a little nerve-wracking, isn’t it?” she joked, looking around the ceremony room as she felt herself start to open up past the anxiety. her gaze dipped from deja’s eyes to her hand, and she outstretched her own to reach for it. “i’m just glad we’re doing this together,” she said, nothing but honesty. after all, it was no secret that she chose deja to put her faith in this week. before the impulse could be pushed down, she pressed a kiss to the back of deja’s hand. “you ready?”






