[ Decor for the room not a priority, she nods in regards to the one he points out. Regardless of where they might be, so long as she's with him, it's fine. Fancy isn't a part of their lives as it is, no reason for it to start being so now.
The gentle smile and extend of hand to her, she smiles some after a brief pause. Upon her first meeting of him, she wasn't sure what to expect. No more than a simple brush past one another, where things are now, where they plan to go in moments, it's nothing she expected or would have thought. For him to be someone so precious to her, someone who ends up on her thoughts, it's startling at times, takes some getting use to.
Slender fingers take hold of his, intending to drift off to the bedroom with him. A striking thought, gaze drops, legs bringing her over to him. Inexperienced with all of this, she's been going with what feels right. This moment, it feels right albeit new. An edge is there, not fear of how he might be, how she could slip unexpectedly but something.
Still, they both remain cautious for their own reasons, that she knows, that she expects. ]
I feel like somehow Miss Liza would be saying this is being done about all wrong.
[ She mutters the words to fill the silence, soft and teasing almost as legs carry her towards the bed. She wonders what the old woman would think should she know of them, of such a notion of them together like this. Positive an outfit might have been suggested or tailored to have her look- better. ]
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The gentle smile and extend of hand to her, she smiles some after a brief pause. Upon her first meeting of him, she wasn't sure what to expect. No more than a simple brush past one another, where things are now, where they plan to go in moments, it's nothing she expected or would have thought. For him to be someone so precious to her, someone who ends up on her thoughts, it's startling at times, takes some getting use to.
Slender fingers take hold of his, intending to drift off to the bedroom with him. A striking thought, gaze drops, legs bringing her over to him. Inexperienced with all of this, she's been going with what feels right. This moment, it feels right albeit new. An edge is there, not fear of how he might be, how she could slip unexpectedly but something.
Still, they both remain cautious for their own reasons, that she knows, that she expects. ]
I feel like somehow Miss Liza would be saying this is being done about all wrong.
[ She mutters the words to fill the silence, soft and teasing almost as legs carry her towards the bed. She wonders what the old woman would think should she know of them, of such a notion of them together like this. Positive an outfit might have been suggested or tailored to have her look- better. ]