|Svetlana Galina Artemyeva | Светлана Артемьева (nemophilist) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-12-02 18:10:00
|Entry tags:||azrael, svetlana artemyeva|
WHO: Svetlana and Azrael
WHEN: Monday afternoon
WHERE: here and a beach in Key West
WARNINGS: TBA, maybe language
The villa Azrael had booked for them was amazing (and practical as Svetlana had her own room). Svetlana had never seen such a nice place before, let alone stayed in one. It had it's own private pool as well, but Svetlana didn't want to swim in the pool today. With the weather supposedly turning stormy on Tuesday, Svetlana wanted to get out. She had spent so much of her life confined to one place, and even after she had married Azrael that had remained true. Here, they were free to roam and have fun without the threat of demons and Satan looming over them.
Svetlana wanted to go to the beach.
She raced out into the living room, already clad in what was actually an incredibly tiny and revealing bikini. "Azrael!" she hollered, louder than she meant to. "It is beach time very now!"