Jul 1
marie and meursault cuddling on a late sunday night after going to celeste's for fun. marie smothering herself in meursault's chest until he taps her on the head and she knows he wants his turn. meursault's breathing slowing to a snail's pace that marie can barely tell he's alive unless she listens to his heartbeat. marisault being the most sickening married couple ever and they're not even all that serious about it marisault being so sweet and killing me