Date: 2021-02-13 06:50 am (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (shy)
[ Alexandrie, now plush and warm in the quilted white velvet of her winter robe, is halfway through braiding her hair over her shoulder.

It’s neither a bristle nor a flinch. It is simply that she continues on as if she’d heard nothing at all. Which, of course, she had, because: ]


And cake.

[ It is a friendly chime, although she doesn’t look over.

See? says the “and”, kisses are fine. (And see? says the way she watches her hands in the mirror, I am trying.) ]
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