deceptive was the sun, casting it’s soft flesh tones about the floorboards as if truly offering warmth to it’s makeshift lovers. how malice bloomed it’s vivid colors within her mind at the thought of said term being tied to the circumstances, as if an emotion as profound as love could be stitched & threaded together harmoniously enough that it may work in any favor, with any pair of bodies. puppets to a government system designed to enhance the prospect of soul mates, twin hearts given the tainted chance to flourish. the further the sun fell amongst the skyline, the more she wished to avoid the bedroom. a single bed murmured with temptations, promised warmth, but in taking it she would only strip such luxuries from him.
gaze flutters to broad figure once more, kept tucked away from her own, yet still unnervingly close within unfamiliar bounds. the first of check ins dawns on her, come morning they will be analyzed. given a mere twenty four threadbare hours to become acquainted enough with another to accept them for better & worse. a chill rises her spine. ‘ you can have the bed, if you want. ‘ a pause, tucking carmine strands behind her ear. ‘ i’m going to stay up awhile. ‘
