Sookie Stackhouse (
justsookie) wrote2011-12-28 12:08 pm
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travelers traveling and on, like the wheel that will take you home
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She remembers, again, the fact that children born on the island have come to expect the annual downfall of snow, of white blanketing their land momentarily in a way so pristine and pure. There's no need to worry about the snow lasting longer than kids might like, because there are only so many days, easily counted down even by the youngest of children. Smile broadening, Sookie tilts her head in Sam's direction, taking in the color of her eyes, brighter now for all her excitement. "Do you now? Guess that makes you a winter kind of girl," Sookie grins, leaning forward to rest her chin in her palm. "I'm more of a summer girl. I love the sun too much to give it up for anything."
Pressing her lips together at the thought of a certain vampire who would be all too invested in her turning back that admission, Sookie glances up in Mathias' direction again. "Should we set a time? Just so that I make sure I can beg out of a shift if I have to," she smiles, cheeks flushed at the thought. (She wonders, briefly, what Neil would even think, were he to know about any of this.)
She remembers, again, the fact that children born on the island have come to expect the annual downfall of snow, of white blanketing their land momentarily in a way so pristine and pure. There's no need to worry about the snow lasting longer than kids might like, because there are only so many days, easily counted down even by the youngest of children. Smile broadening, Sookie tilts her head in Sam's direction, taking in the color of her eyes, brighter now for all her excitement. "Do you now? Guess that makes you a winter kind of girl," Sookie grins, leaning forward to rest her chin in her palm. "I'm more of a summer girl. I love the sun too much to give it up for anything."
Pressing her lips together at the thought of a certain vampire who would be all too invested in her turning back that admission, Sookie glances up in Mathias' direction again. "Should we set a time? Just so that I make sure I can beg out of a shift if I have to," she smiles, cheeks flushed at the thought. (She wonders, briefly, what Neil would even think, were he to know about any of this.)
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"This weekend?" he asks. It might seem a little overeager, but there's no sense in putting it off longer than they need to. If it seems like he's eager, he's willing to accept that, because he is looking forward to seeing her again, without Sam this time. "If you're not busy."
There's a heat creeping up his cheeks as he asks. Not quite a blush, but he can feel the warmth spreading over the back of his neck, his face, his ears, even though they've come to this decision together. For a moment, he's convinced she's going to tell him she's too busy to spend any time with him at all.
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