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Apr. 4th, 2005 12:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mnt_raph*The wind has begun to pick up on the roof. A sure sign that spring is coming. Or so Raph likes to tell himself. Raph wonders if there's a Scottish word for Spring, but he doubts it.
His legs dangle over the edge of the building. There's a glass bottle of root beer in his hand. He flops back on to the tarpaper. And sings....no really. He does.*
Now look at the people
In the streets, in the bars
We are all of us in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars.
His legs dangle over the edge of the building. There's a glass bottle of root beer in his hand. He flops back on to the tarpaper. And sings....no really. He does.*
Now look at the people
In the streets, in the bars
We are all of us in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars.
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Date: 2005-04-03 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-03 10:58 pm (UTC)...She thinks that maybe she needed that.
Eventually, she pulls away to look at him from beneath slightly lowered lashes, looking rather like a cat, in that way that women have.
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:04 pm (UTC)Still in need of distraction?
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:11 pm (UTC)"You wanna continue, be my guest."
There's something... a shift in the wind, maybe, and she pulls him close, her lips near his ear.
"You know that I love you. I mean, you know, right?"
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:15 pm (UTC)yeah....i do....
His voice is almost dripping in confusion.
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:18 pm (UTC)How is it that she feels safe, here? She can feel his pulse against her skin, and it comforts her.
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:22 pm (UTC)*Maybe it's a family problem, that would rattle her this way. A fight with her brother? He kisses her forehead.*
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:31 pm (UTC)She could stay like this for... well. For quite some time.
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:39 pm (UTC)sometimes these things can't be avoided....
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:47 pm (UTC)One arm snakes around his waist, snuggling close to him.
"Mmm. True. I'm glad it's over, though."
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:52 pm (UTC)*He doesn't ask if the "other guy" will be alright. He's sure they will be. Everyone is, after while."