Who: Halle & Orion What: Canoodling. When: November 3rd, later Where: Halle's trailer, locked in. Rating: TBD?
The decision to stay inside for the Wild Hunt had been an easy one. Three days of constant murder? No thanks. It was a much better option to stay in her trailer, watching Netflix and eating junk food. Three days off was a nice little vacation! Even if she couldn't go outside.
And then she had invited Orion to stay with her, and it had seemed like an even nicer little vacation. They could hang out and relax, and maybe get more kissing in – because that had been very, very nice and Halle was really hoping he wanted to continue it. He was the only person she had ever really been interested in kissing more than once – which might have been embarrassing or weird, if he hadn't been even more limited experience-wise.
The day had been pretty normal and relaxed. Before midnight, they had both been tucked into her trailer. Halle had made up the couch, and had curled up in her own bed. She had put the Hunt out of her mind, and had woken up cheerful, even making breakfast before nudging Orion awake. After that, it had just been a normal 'off' day. Netflix, popcorn. Lunch had appeared at lunchtime. Dinner had appeared at dinnertime.
Halle had handed off the remote after that, content to snuggle up on the couch beside her almost-boyfriend, her body tucked close to his. It was easy to distract herself from what was happening outside; she had gotten decent at tuning the spirits out.