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❝Across the ocean, we found despair.❞
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【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
Erika had no idea what she was doing. She as playing the flute, improvising tot he best of her ability, trying to do what she did in the past, just feel the music and go along with the melody and the accompaniment. Her best skill was making up the flute as it went along, right? But how was she supposed to get a good feel like this? She could only barely feel the vibrations against her ear, but she couldn't translate that into music, not yet. "I think you did good." Khryia said with a snicker, no doubt having been working hard doubletime as the accompaniment in order to make Erika's clearly jumbled mess of a song good. Or at least that was what she thought, who knew if she was right or not? "You're just saying that because I want to think I did good." Erika sighed, seeming defeated.
After Khryia ran off to let them be alone Erika and Clover could hopefully have a chance to be intimate again. That was her hope at least, even if it meant Clover was exhausted from her work. "Congratulations on the therapy, I'm proud of you." She told Clover, hoping that it would motivate her to keep on working at it on strengthening her body once again. It would be a struggle and the shadow mage wanted to be at her side the entire time. "Let's go have some alone time!" Clover complimented her flute as always and she smiled, hoping against hope that it was true. "Thank you." She said with a bit of shyness to it. In the end though it seemed she and Clover were actually probably not going to get to have intimate time, not with how tired the kitty probably was.
So with a sigh, ignoring the buzzing heat between her legs, Erika took out another book, cuddling in next to her girlfriend, who was also her friend and a girl and a cat too. "I guess we can read another story." All the books were farm stories about animals and farm life and other such things in preparation for when they would eventually get to go live on one for real. This would help both Erika and Clover get used tot he different kinds of animals and plants they'd probably have to take care of. It's not like they were going to e farmers just because the uniforms were cute! (They weren't, overalls and plaid? No way! Eamon would die if they had to wear that! He would kill them himself!)
Then she imagined Clover in just overalls and for some reason it was the most adorable thing in the world.