Who: Svetlana Artemyeva and Azrael What: Some stuff happening!!! When: Friday evening Where: Their house Warnings/Notes: SEX?! (but it'll likely fade to black so just the lead up and afters?)
Svetlana was hardly ever without the company of her sister these days, making up for the years they were separated. Galina was out with Adrian, however, and Svetlana was a little beside herself for what to do. She hadn't really been spending much time with Azrael since they had been to Moscow. It wasn't because she didn't want to see him, it was more than she had bared her heart to him and nothing had come from it. On days like today, without Galina to distract her, Svetlana caught herself focusing on how very unfair her lot in life was.
Not that she wasn't still grateful for Azrael and his protection of her. He was still her very best friend and she was irrevocably in love with him, but she was now convinced he wasn't and never would be. So because some asshole had decided to sell her into the sex trade, she would never know what it was like to be loved. Not truly. And while he was endlessly glad she hadn't ended up married to some prick; she wanted love more than anything in the world.
It left her feeling rather bereft, especially when Galina wasn't around to distract her. She found herself moping around the house, looking glum.