#sandyneversandra

[steinerrpdom]

PM: I'm not all that. I'm horrible.

PM :No your not and I am not going to punish you. Elijah is taking it too far and Lottie was good until now. Ignore them. I would not be with you if were horrible.

[steinerrpdom]

PM: Why do you love me? What do you actually see in me?

Why do I love you. Cause you are a strong woman, you stand up for yourself. You are caring and loving. You get what you want. Yes, you have a temper and that gets the best of you. But I love that fire in you. I love everything about you, flaws included. Just how you love me for my flaws.

[sebastiansteele]

Exchange Rate || Sandy/Sebastian || Sept. 10th Evening

Silence filled the villa of the Steele residence, a noiseless existence that Sebastian's winding mind found favorable, allowing the gears to spew in a meticulous manner. The kitchen wasn't a room he typically stayed in for longer than minutes, but Angela's refusal to venture into it lately had him find the opportunity to absorb it into his dominion, converting it to anything but the cheery and welcoming space the majority thought the space was meant for. One of the plastic dials had melted in the recent fire he had created while the surface drew a more glaring effect, charred around the once sleek finish of the flat burner that now was glowing once again with a flick of the damaged knob.

Cigarette lit, the trail of smoke formed to his side as he walked to the door that moments ago had been knocked on. It was the only time his naturally quick pace slowed from his lengthy stride, having no issue making the guest wait for his arrival. "Get in, sub," the greeting was evenly voiced the moment the entrance opened. "Out of curiosity," he went on, closing the door, "have you begun to imagine Blue's reaction to the marks that will be left on you when you return to him?"