Lion Head Mesa I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving; I'm your little scarlet, starlet

sips tea

She was in the wild madness with laughter and freedom when her back hit the ground. There were teeth to her wrist and a voice so serious and so strong. When her smile dropped, her eyes were delicate petals and her lip a dying stem. It lasted a second before it cracked back into place.

Restraint, restraint- He was so fun! Putting the tip of her tongue between her teeth to bite down on it, her neck stayed firmly away from him, yet so close to the edge. Her tongue pulled back in to speak. "Yeah?" Her mind levitated. She saw then- stars in his eyes spiraling in his firm silhouette, and they're all she could think of.

This was a game! This was what she'd been needing! This wasn't boring! Now, this was what she was talking about!
"You want to? I got free skin. Wanna strip if off my flesh? Make me a walking meat corpse?" This was funny. So, she'd be funny back.


Because it was a joke when he told her that he was leaving.