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Happy birthday, my dear. May you enjoy good health, good books, and many other felicities the whole year 'round.
[100 words, G, Alys/Simon with a hint of past Bunter/Alys. ;-) ]
There was a vase of red flowers in their room. The bouquet had looked perfect to him when he turned on the lights, but it looked even better after Alys glided up to it and rearranged three of the blooms.
Her compulsive competence contained an invisible edge that intrigued him, but he'd held off asking where she'd honed her skills. Later, she showed him several vid pix of herself dressed in a peculiar costume, carefully rinsing and drying porcelain ornaments.
"Someone who understood you took those," he murmured.
"Yes," she said, and she let her head rest against his shoulder.
[100 words, G, Alys/Simon with a hint of past Bunter/Alys. ;-) ]
There was a vase of red flowers in their room. The bouquet had looked perfect to him when he turned on the lights, but it looked even better after Alys glided up to it and rearranged three of the blooms.
Her compulsive competence contained an invisible edge that intrigued him, but he'd held off asking where she'd honed her skills. Later, she showed him several vid pix of herself dressed in a peculiar costume, carefully rinsing and drying porcelain ornaments.
"Someone who understood you took those," he murmured.
"Yes," she said, and she let her head rest against his shoulder.
