@hotdamerxn said: ‘ mistletoe ’
send me ‘ mistletoe ’ for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse.
☆ in the moments of concentration and fixation on what she’s been crafting, rey has completely had her mind in a fog --- tunnel vision, almost, with blinders, focused on the task at hand only. that task? the creation of a very special gift for a very special person. a loose hand flies around the work bench, seeking a particular tool that does not seem to be where she’s left it. with a grumble, mind still centered on the hand-made trinket, she leaves her tucked away corner and grumbles to herself. as she seeks out the tool she’s missing, she nearly barrels through poe.
stumbling to a stop, she jolts upright, brows raising in the dim light under the alcove where they stand. “ sorry --- ” she starts off, mind clearing out of her centralized daze and long lashes blinking. glancing above their heads, she notes the familiar twinge of a green plant with white berries dangling above their heads. she frowns.
after exchanging a quick glance with poe, her brow creases in a glare. “ no. ” and pushing beyond him and advancing in her quest, she stalks away.
