Sabrina (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nomorepaths) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} dunwichgame, |
"Sadly, you're not the only expert on that." Though, Sabrina's problem had more often been demons trying to use her to secure a claim to Hell or Death preventing her from being with those she loved. There was nothing to do about either in Dunwich and while Sabrina hadn't been looking for any kind of romance, she wasn't going to push it away when it slipped into her life.
Dunwich took so much, why not find some happiness among all the fucked up crazy that it also provided? If she had to endure Elder gods wanting her for their bride then she was going to enjoy whatever was developing between her and Nikolai.
"Reds kind of one of my staples. Long before I learned about the whole Hell thing." Reds, oranges. All the fall colors. "But yeah, being able to communicate is important and I am enjoying being spoiled by him. And getting to spoil him too. And just...everything." She knew she looked ridiculous with her almost heart eyes when she glanced back over at him before squeezing Sookie's hands again. It was ridiculous and Sabrina didn't care. It was the good kind of ridiculous. "Were you and Astarion able to have a good conversation?"