the worst (b3n) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-01-12 15:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, ben solo, natasha romanoff |
WHO: Ben + Nat
WHERE: the pool
WHEN: twenty minutes after the challenge was made
WHAT: a friendly competitive swim
STATUS: ongoing
WARNINGS: pg13?
Hotel life was growing on him. It had taken time, probably longer than it ought to have since he’d been so against staying stuck here in the first place but slowly and surely, he’d become accustomed to this different life. Nothing would ever replace that yearning to leave but at least he had learned to settle. For now. And it all wasn’t so bad. He’d met a handful of interesting people and he’d found enough to do that kept him busy. It was the long nights that kept eating at him which was the reason he often ended up at the pool in the late hours. Sometimes multiple times a night. No one was typically around. The quiet was nice. He could do his laps until he was too tired to do anything except float like a large flesh lilypad. Only in the water could he forget everything and just ....be. But Ben would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little excited to have someone join him. No, not just be there. To race him. He’d only met Natasha a few times. As head of the patrol for the hotel, he imagined her life here was busy. But they occasionally spoke. Usually about nothing in particular. It felt nice and much like the other people here, she was free of judgment. His past was as much a mystery to her as her own was to him. There was a strange freedom in the secrecy. He was able to stretch out a bit more with her, be try being this new person that he wanted to be. And her playfulness with him, from time to time, was infectious. They’d agreed on twenty minutes but Ben was prompt and showed up at the pool ten minutes earlier than planned. He’d even jumped into the pool and started a few practice laps while he waited for her to show up. |