yindi [PHLOX] (weema) wrote in xemplifylogs, |
Yindi fell into a gentle bubbling of giggles as she watched Remy's lips pout and she brushed the blossom over that, too. Their first adventure out was one of the best days she had here at the mansion. Granted, it was one of the scariest days, too, when they were coming back and there was the sound of gunfire behind them. Those were some pretty big, burly men, but back then the girl had no idea just what her friend was capable of. Remy was one of the very few people she felt safe with, unless he was causing havoc on himself.
Her eyebrows raised when he started into the possibility of getting another bike and heading into the city and subsequently fell again when he mentioned talk of dresses. "Remy, I dunno if I want to be goin' to some fancy dance." The Cajun knew the girl better than that, however, and could easily chalk this talk to how she felt at the moment. How she really felt about dances was much, much more enthusiastic, as he had witnessed first-hand when they boogeyed the night away at the first school dance they experienced together. "I'm a total mess. What if I get too excited and a tree grows outta my head?"
She brushed herself up off of her bed in order to sit with her knees to her chest, a safe position as Yindi had on pink pajamas with penguins on the bottom. "Maybe my legs'll turn into roots and I won't even need shoes." The idea of squishing her feet into really tall, pointy shoes was kind of scary, too, as they had looked entirely too intimidating on the wall display.
With the bud still on her finger, Yindi very carefully nudged at it before she plucked it free from her skin. It hurt a little and she winced when she did it, so she put the tip of her finger in her mouth and pressed her tongue against it to lessen the sting. Her free hand held the bud, which she passed off to Remy.