“What’s in a name?”
shakespeare inspired starters x accepting
"I think it depends,” Aislinn says, draping her legs over the back of the couch so she can settle herself a bit more properly, head resting in Doyoung’s lap. He’s colder than most people, but that’s exactly what she needs right now with an almost splitting headache growing right behind her eyes. With some luck his cold touch and the painkiller she took will be able to stop the migraine before it becomes a real pain.
“If it’s a famous name, there’s a lot of things in it. People will hear it and think of many different things, each will have their own image to go with it.” She shrugs lightly, temporarily glancing up at her younger friend before closing her eyes again and letting herself relax against his body. Without any hint of discomfort, she tilts her head so she can press her face into his stomach, and whether or not that is an appropriate thing to do on the breakroom couch at work is not any of her concern.
“With less famous names, however, it depends on the person. Some people will still have many images, memories or feelings when they use or hear a name, others will find absolutely nothing in it.” She mutters these words more into his shirt than anything else, but presumes he’ll be able to understand her just fine. And if not, it’s not like she’s saying anything of high importance anyway.
