Dinah didn’t wake right away, deep slumber. The empty side of the bed still held his warmth as her hand laid within. Then she stirred, dragging herself up out of bed, swallowing a yawn as she tiredly grabs for one of Floyd’s shirts pulling it over her bedhead.
Wondering to the +
@AMarksmansCreed Dinah couldn’t help but let out a laugh through her nose, her eyes rolling half way to his words, mug lifted to her mouth for a sip.
❝Morning.❞
Her gaze shifted from Floyd’s face to his lap where Quinn had been resting, then back up to find his gaze.
❝Should I be —
Exactly where she expected.
A smile tugged her lips as she brought the mug of hot coffee to her lips taking a sip before speaking.
“Beer before noon? And here I thought I was the reckless one.”
Kitchen, the smell of coffee caught her attention first, helping herself to a mug, conveniently left for her.
Instead of settling at the kitchen table, she was caught by the sound of music coming from the garage.
Leaning on the doorframe coffee in hand, she found him+
@BurdenedAngst The word fueled her like a bull and the color red, Dinah pushed her heals off the ground tackling Batwoman to the ground .
“Say it again, I dare you.”