whenshewasnice: ([spec] Soft rock star.)
Envy Adams ([personal profile] whenshewasnice) wrote2017-07-13 08:48 pm

Some Festival, Somewhere, Thursday FT

Some shows seemed similar, blending into each other until Envy's recent past seemed like one big blur of stages and stages and stages that were all essentially the same.

And then some shows were wholly special. Some shows happened during sunset on stages under a big tent, with a gentle breeze blowing from the ocean. Some shows had Envy jumping and bouncing around the stage in her short sequined dress and feeling happy.

Some shows made it feel like everything was possible.

Some shows made it feel like it didn't matter whether everything was possible, because this was all that mattered. The stage and the breeze and the sunset and the sequins, and the roar and energy and smiles of the crowd.

This made everything else worth it.

[ooc: NFB but open for calls/texts/emails afterwards!]
lockestheway: (peter: pressed against the glass)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2017-08-06 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"From a certain point of view," Peter said. He tore his gaze away from the ceiling to look at her.
lockestheway: (peter: pressed against the glass)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2017-08-06 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Since when do I not argue with you?" Peter asked, rolling onto his side to face her.
lockestheway: (peter: worried)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2017-08-06 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Too bad," Peter said, sliding a casual arm over her waist. "It's not happening."
lockestheway: (peter: listening intently)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2017-08-06 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've only known that for how long?" Peter asked, leaning in to kiss her.

Like an asshole.
lockestheway: (peter: curiously)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2017-08-07 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
"But I'm a talented asshole," Peter said, fingers sliding up along her waist as he kissed her again.