I didn't think a door could actually do that in a particulate fashion, but here we are.
[Particle/particulate. Ah ha. Shut up, Charlotte.
She's wandered into the kitchen, glad to open up the bottle that she hadn't really wanted from Tim's guilt-ridden self, but figures tonight had been a shitshow all around. Bottle open. Glasses out. Drinks poured.]
Heh. [He gives a small laugh at the pun. Appreciating it even if he felt too tired to give it the laugh it deserves.]
You'd be surprised by what doors can do. Some can kill you. So best to show them a little respect. [He says it lightly as if he was joking, but there is something there that makes him sound serious about that.]
Edited (Decided to add a little more ) 2021-03-17 21:57 (UTC)
It rains still, I shall go half mad before it clears. I thought perhaps only of the ocean songs that made me want to raise my voice in prayer and adulation, but as I watch it fall upon my window, I think it is a kind of jealousy in my heart that turns my voice outward. So perhaps the clouds will know how I envy them. To be that gentle splash against your cheek is my fondest desire. To cool your skin, be solace to your brow. Yes, I envy them so. I wish to be as common and as plentiful as to rest as dew drops on your eyelashes. To curve on your jaw and bead at your lip.
To hope, perhaps a moment, that in a sip, you shall find sweetness of my longing against your dry throat, and that it may offer you respite.
- always with my longing for your smile, I shall bind my hair with lavender, Gilia
[She switches her user name over though her ID will still say Jyn. Theyβve only chatted, but she thinks she remembers him. He might recognize the name Liana since thatβs what she used when she found out she died.]
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