@siIkywings all is something that warms some long frozen and fractured part of her heart. She gestures lightly toward the bottle. "Y'can have the rest."
@siIkywings She... can settle for letting her knee so Lightly touch yours. She does have mixed feelings about the fact she Misses you when you aren't here, and loves that you feel comfortable enough to come over whenever just to take care of her. The fact you choose to take care of her at +
@siIkywings the other part of her is just tormenting herself. Her eyes don't quite meet yours for the moment as she uses both hands to collect the glass, moving to the breakfast bar and kicking a stool out so she can sit in the kitchen with you and nurse the water with some reluctance. She +
@siIkywings different kinds of Smushy (and a little sad) about it, and half stumbles after you into her kitchen. the half of her second bottle of wine is in here, clearly abandoned to come and open the door for you. her attention is completely absorbed in the fact that you are Here. she +
@siIkywings tells you anything.
/she realises her pause is a touch long, so she continues.
doooovey you're. soso pretty. nnot just aesthetically. but you are dont mistake tht. youre funny n caring. pretty unsude tooooo.
@siIkywings almost ginger and delicate in spite of resting at your hips.
noooo. but innnn my d'fense. is because i'ont wanna think b'out upcominnn' holdiday. hi-
/she looks Down at you, and a Million impulses thrum through her. she Almost does, if that softness to her unfocused eyes +
@siIkywings hasty and haphazard rattling of the knob, a Pause, a Click of an unlock, ANOTHER rattling and pause, before the deadbolt is also pulled and the door finally opens. she leans Heavily against the doorframe, one and a Half bottles of wine deep, her expression immediately lighting +