11-01-2018, 03:44 PM
Thalia laughed at the imagery. A pussy cat, sure. She liked the irreverence of his humour; it made him easy company. "Yes, of course. Go find your friends." She grinned and shooed him off, aware but unapologetic for the fact she had detained him for longer than she'd promised. The word nightmare scythed like a fin in dark waters, though she ignored the sensation that it ought to spark a memory.
He'd asked her name. He hadn't called her Nimeda.
Her fingers laced around the lukewarm coffee; she'd relax a little longer, mulling through the things he'd said, before calling Aylin and heading home.
He'd asked her name. He hadn't called her Nimeda.
Her fingers laced around the lukewarm coffee; she'd relax a little longer, mulling through the things he'd said, before calling Aylin and heading home.