InsaneJournal

Lyra hummed her way to Avery's place after leaving Erato, her headphones in her ears felt like they'd directly plugged her into the music. It was too bad Avery wasn't musical, too bad he didn't have any instruments at his place (aside from, heh, you know) because she really felt like playing. And maybe it'd impress him. She bet he'd think she looked hot with a guitar.

He'd thought she looked hot on her birthday, something she was still feeling warm and pleased about. Hot and cute. She tried to remember if he'd called her either of those things apart from when they were in the middle of getting naked and she didn't think he had. Compliments outside of sex was definitely something she could get used to.

Although they were pretty great during, too, to be fair.

But then, so were his smartass remarks.

Lyra hit the button for his floor and leaned up against the back of the elevator, smiling to herself. Post-curse, this crush was only growing, and maybe her feelings, like the hopes she had for her dad, were setting her up for disappointment or hurt but... Lyra thought about the heck yeah I do message he'd sent when she'd asked if he wanted to hook up, and found it hard to care.

She smeared on a little grapefruit chapstick, then lifted her phone to get a good angle, though it was harder to get a good cleavage shot when you'd been dressed for the outdoors in December, and sent it to him.