Her thumb brushes a light caress against his cheek as she watches him, fair to glowing.
"Everything... the... the sunset, the shuttle, the supper..." she's alliterating. A reflexive last-ditch effort to be eloquent when she's all fluttry. It makes her giggle a bit. "It's like a fairy tale."
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Date: 2008-05-18 02:24 am (UTC)"Everything... the... the sunset, the shuttle, the supper..." she's alliterating. A reflexive last-ditch effort to be eloquent when she's all fluttry. It makes her giggle a bit. "It's like a fairy tale."