She blinked up at him, surprised by his words for a moment before she giggles a little.
"I will."
When the music ended though, she finds that she's the one who's reluctant to let go. It felt somehow like the moment she did the moment would be truly over. So, even though she doesn't stop him, she leaves her hand on his shoulder until he's moved away from it before letting it fall to her side. Her hand lingers in his until he's pulled away.
Lingerin...to not forcefully hold onto yet be unwilling to leave in the same breath. What a particular and lonely word.
She laughs a little at the thought, as the wind picks up a little, before bringing the hand that was holding his up until a moment ago to brush her hair back.
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She blinked up at him, surprised by his words for a moment before she giggles a little.
"I will."
When the music ended though, she finds that she's the one who's reluctant to let go. It felt somehow like the moment she did the moment would be truly over. So, even though she doesn't stop him, she leaves her hand on his shoulder until he's moved away from it before letting it fall to her side. Her hand lingers in his until he's pulled away.
Lingerin...to not forcefully hold onto yet be unwilling to leave in the same breath. What a particular and lonely word.
She laughs a little at the thought, as the wind picks up a little, before bringing the hand that was holding his up until a moment ago to brush her hair back.
"Thank you."