ella robinson knows her comeback's (achallenge) wrote in repose,
Re: quicklog: leo/charlie in the mansion
[She watched him look at the frame and smiled, too.] I think it’s precious. [Said as he put the frame down on the table. Her legs rested on his lap, and she didn’t say anything about how natural it felt. She just smiled up at him again, tears still pricking her eyes. She didn’t want to dwell on her sadness. Or Elsa-ness. Maybe she should dwell on the butterflies in her stomach instead.]
Woof. Sounds familiar. [She sniffed, lip quivering for a moment. A glance up at the ceiling, a hard swallow, but she laughed at his Elsa joke.] Maybe you should offer to get this anon some as a surprise. [Her chin rolled back down so her blues could settle a glance at his face before looking down at her lap, at her legs strewn over his lap, at his hands. Then she reached out to catch his fingers with hers without an ounce of shame.] She sounds like she’s got a lot of stuff to figure out. [Her thumb ran over his knuckles, and she flashed him the ghost of a smirk.] I had some guy call me pretty on the forums. Or wait, I think it was a ghost dog actually.