|callme_roxy (callme_roxy) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2018-05-01 17:27:00
|!closed, ~leif ingoufson, ~roxy
Who: Roxy & Leif
Where: Roxy's Apartment
What: Roxy makes a move
While Leif had been transformed into a child Roxy had found her thoughts curiously preoccupied by the man she had known for barely three weeks. Yet the desire to talk to Leif and the inability to do so set her on edge and drove her thoughts further down the rabbit hole. Morning runs with the boys didn't help. Grooming Jeannie had not helped. The gym and training with anyone who would volunteer did nothing. It was a plague! A handsome, tall, mysterious plague. Furthermore, she didn't know who to talk to it about. It almost felt embarrassing to be so preoccupied by a man, especially when she had hardly let herself wander that path in the past.
Several times throughout the week she had debated texting her friends to air her grievances and yet each time she erased the message. Putting it into word actualized the affair her mind was having with an imagined creature. Two dates and a meeting with his mother hardly seemed to warrant such behaviors. Yet she found herself day dreaming about Leif even as she ran on the treadmill or sat to read. Her favorite idea thus far as that which made true on their promise to go camping. Maybe now that he had returned to his natural state they could do just that? It sounded great.
Roxy's thoughts simply went round and round as she showered, arms raised as she gently washed conditioner from her hair and enjoyed the hot water on her back. Maybe they could go through that new door that opened and take a trip? Although there was something worrisome about Rhysand's statement about love making. Best to wait until their spring rituals were finished. Or maybe he was being poetic? Although his true meaning hardly mattered as she closed her eyes to fully rinse the top of her head when she imagined Leif there, too. Laughing, she shook her head as if to clear it away and stepped from the water, turned it off, and twist her hair until it wasn't so sopping wet.
A buzz at the door told her she had spent far too much time day dreaming. "Ah--Just a minute!!" Roxy shout through the small one bedroom apartment as she hurried around for a towel. Pathetic. What kind of woman had she become?!