Firefly Glen These never-ending worries pulling on my sleeves

im fine to vaguely timeskip or fade, however you’d prefer <3!

There was no answer for her question but Bridget didn’t mind - it had been rhetorical. The other woman was just as eager as she was, and it occurred to Bridget (with a chuckle) that they did not even exchange names. Well - that could certainly be fixed later.

There was no need for her to ask what she wanted for her “prize”. Bridget leaned into the kiss and returned it, shifting in a way that, if she relented, the other woman would find herself pressed against the snow.

She would pay close attention to not cross a boundary unheeded, but Bridget got the sense their feelings were aligned. For a little while she could forget her worries and responsibilities, tangling with brighter things in the snow instead.