they dozed off, while watching a movie, action genre, but may barely fell
asleep as she had to make sure she turned off the camera. tucker looked
so…peaceful, and it just made her smile. the girl was leaning up against her
elbows, to be able to peer down at him. the sudden urge to just display some
affection, but she just decided to feather lightly brush her lips against one of
his eyelids before turning off the camera and cuddle up right beside him.
[ it's always the same old. waking up
with your skin stung with unfamiliarity.
the last thing tucker remembers, is
that grilled cheese he burnt three days
ago. she's still in his mind.
lucky for her ---- this can
get rather fucking scary.
he's sitting up so fast that blood rushes
to his head. he couldn't have been sleeping
more than twenty minutes, though it feels like
days. her body had woken him ; he's a light sleeper.
his fingers reach for his hair on instinct, nails
finding security in his scalp for a short moment.
his eyes are moons, scanning -- trying to
understand. but he can't. he just can't do it.
tucker's eyes fall to her next. he knows who
she is. friends, right ?? not a threat ??
her name is gone from his tongue, all he
knows of her is her breaths, taken from
where she lay, && her smell.
but a friend. it's a start. ]
❝ what ---- what day is it ?? ❞