[mature] off with your head [solace]

[Chemdog]

"Left for us?" her voice strings together with the whispers of riverwater and his eyes tip over to her with an elusive grin, letting his eyes rest on her for a moment. He doesn't answer her inquiry and lets it pass over to be answered with empty space and quiet breathing, flowing water and the tinkle of fairies if you listen real close.

“Lace.” Her name rolls smoothly from his lips, rumbling low like a purr. He ponders, I know what Lace is...delicate patterns of pure alabaster; futures and fortunes woven into its designs. “Chem.” His eye contact does not waver, steady and soft, still trying hard to not flicker over the rest of her golden hills and valleys.

“What brings you here then, Lace?” It is the least intrusive question he has in his arsenal, next to ‘what’s your name?’.

CHEMDOG
to the window, to the wall

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@Solace so i'm sorry im a turd and took so long
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