Rose Jean Frost (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} diamondclaws) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2009-01-22 19:20:00 |
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What: Waking up together
Where: Gar's place
Rose was woken by the faint wail of an ambulance in the distance, and not by Gar's loud snoring in her ear. In the moments before consciousness fully returned, there was a peaceful early morning haze that filled the room. Not even his snoring could break it. Rose stretched languidly and forgot that it'd been decades since she'd last done this. For a few minutes, it didn't ache to be in the past. Later on, Rose would appreciate this the most.
Inhaling deeply, she shifted closer to him, gently laying the side of her face across his bare chest. Slowly, she opened her eyes and took in the sight of an old, familiar room and green skin that she'd thought she'd never see again. She smiled a small smile and ignored the voice in the back of her head that told her this wouldn't last.
Before her thoughts could grow too dark, Rose raised a hand and let it trail across Gar's stomach. Her nails barely grazed the skin there. If she remembered his ticklish spots right, he'd wake up laughing. She waited, breathing silently.