❄ //What a way to break the ice. Hi ^-^
send me ❄ and my muse will kiss yours
It was an easy, unassuming gesture to take Glinda’s hand and place a polite kiss on her soft skin (this would be expected, the two having parted for so long after Shiz.), but it was another thing entirely to lean in and place the greeting kiss on Glinda’s lips in the late hours of the formal function when they happened upon each other for the first time in years.
The display was chaste but quick to establish the intimacy of friends. It was too soon, Fiyero thought as he took Glinda’s hand between his two, to call them old friends. But good friends, they must have been, and comfortable friends they surely were.
"Glinda, what a pleasure! I wasn’t aware you were in the city this season." It wasn’t until the greetings were completed that he considered the brazenness of his affection.
