“Filled out.” She nodded, but not in a bad way. His sharp angles had softened but lost none of their strength, he was still handsome to her.
“Yeah? If we were younger I’d say that almost sounds like a challenge.” Hint of wit in her voice, the soft creep of British accent making it a dry wit. She’d always picked on him, at him. It was how they’d interacted.
Age hit everyone, her face had taken on more lines, full lips had thinned a bit, she wore more worry than promise now, but she was lean and solid in ways she had never been. More scars now, but she was alive.
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Date: 2020-01-24 09:52 pm (UTC)“Yeah? If we were younger I’d say that almost sounds like a challenge.” Hint of wit in her voice, the soft creep of British accent making it a dry wit. She’d always picked on him, at him. It was how they’d interacted.
Age hit everyone, her face had taken on more lines, full lips had thinned a bit, she wore more worry than promise now, but she was lean and solid in ways she had never been. More scars now, but she was alive.