[She says it with an easy smile, her fingers moving across his arms. He's still mostly dressed, but she doesn't want to pull away to get his clothes off. It was only because his shirt was sleeveless that she could rend skin and not fabric.
Her eyes are bright as she looks at his face.]
How disappointed are you? That they struck up a white flag before you even got to start a fight?
[Her fingers are working their way up to his face, idle and easy, tracing old scars and lines, like she's trying to make sure he still is hers, like he still looks the same. He does, but there is still a certain measure of care.]
Everything here was boring. The rains came and went. It was quiet.
I keep waiting for the day I see the sails over the horizon and it's a ghost from your past come to find you.
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[She says it with an easy smile, her fingers moving across his arms. He's still mostly dressed, but she doesn't want to pull away to get his clothes off. It was only because his shirt was sleeveless that she could rend skin and not fabric.
Her eyes are bright as she looks at his face.]
How disappointed are you? That they struck up a white flag before you even got to start a fight?
[Her fingers are working their way up to his face, idle and easy, tracing old scars and lines, like she's trying to make sure he still is hers, like he still looks the same. He does, but there is still a certain measure of care.]
Everything here was boring. The rains came and went. It was quiet.
I keep waiting for the day I see the sails over the horizon and it's a ghost from your past come to find you.