BETWEEN DIAMOND AND GLASS [SOREN] Dec 26, 2014 3:20:43 GMT -5
Post by Persephone Todd on Dec 26, 2014 3:20:43 GMT -5
Hot food was seriously the best. Not that Persephone could tell any more that that bowl she was carrying was warm; her skin had already adapted. What she did know was that she was more alert than was normal at this time of day, at this time of year.
And so she ventured out into the twilight, the soup clutched close to her chest. Autumn was marching on and the day was coming when Seph would start sleeping a week or more at a time and be useless and foggy in between. In the meantime, she was always trying to cram in one more round at something, in case it was the last. Tonight it was stargazing. It was a quieter sort of activity, so she’d slipped off without any buddies. The original thought was, if she did crash out here, Kearie or Zora would most likely come find her. While hunting a good car to perch on, however, her eye caught a smidge of yellow. The blotchy anthro had to get closer to be sure, but her mouth curved slyly when her suspicions were confirmed. It was too good an opportunity to pass up.
She’d seen Soren a couple of times since the incident. The big guy always seemed wildly uncomfortable and she’d let him off with just a passing ‘hello’ or the like. Whatever was up with this chap, it wasn’t something to pursue in front of other people. This was the first time she’d run into him alone.
Seph kept having to remind herself that it has really been a big fluke. But curse it all if Seph has convinced herself long ago that no boy was ever going to fall for her, which made it so easy to exaggerate any chance of the opposite being true. She hadn’t been kissed since before the dome, which was seven or so years ago. To be fair, for the first few years the only boy she’d been around was Emile. There’d never been any romantic feelings between the two of them, once Seph started seeing him as more than just a knight in shining armor. Which was strange, since they were both basically parents to April.
Beyond her romantic frustration, though, Seph was just really curious. Why did Fishboy lose it when the ocean was brought up? What did snogging have to do with it? It hardly mattered that maybe that was none of her business; if she could find out, she was going for it.
It was a delicate thing to approach someone so timid. She didn’t want him to run off, so she approached as quietly as she could. At the same time, that meant she might startle him…which kind of sounded fun. Big guys like him getting all jumpy was just precious.
She set the soup down on the trunk of the rusted sedan he sat on. “What’s up, Buttercup?”