[ Home was a huge difference, and she shoves her forehead harder into his shoulder as a result. He got it. This wasn't some alternate universe one episode spin-off, wasn't some pit stop on the path of real life. It was all they had, all they got, and anything else was the back. The fake stuff. This was home.
So after a long moment she lifts her head up and tugs on his arm, looking to guide them out of the gift covered kitchen and towards that mentally promised bath. The cake and rings and snakes may just have possibly been forgotten in the...the good of the moment. ]
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Date: 2015-04-07 01:14 am (UTC)So after a long moment she lifts her head up and tugs on his arm, looking to guide them out of the gift covered kitchen and towards that mentally promised bath. The cake and rings and snakes may just have possibly been forgotten in the...the good of the moment. ]
I like being home.