Date: 2014-09-29 03:21 pm (UTC)
callmeemily: ([pleased] i think?)
From: [personal profile] callmeemily
It's when the music finally stops - it stops, the silence descends, and then he speaks - that's when the silence is broken with a crack. She actually blinks, like she's coming back to herself, and she tugs the sleeves of her sweatshirt down over her hands when she suddenly realises they're cold.

She's had this problem, ever since the... incident, months ago. She's cold. She's always cold, she can't get warm; even in the heights of summer, in the evening or early morning she'll be wrapped up in a hoodie of some sort, and summer's a long way away, now.

"I- Sorry, I just- That was beautiful." Raleigh takes a cautious step forward; she's the most on-edge this time in the morning; the greenish-gold of the rising sunlight reminds her of unpleasant memories, and it makes her twist briefly to look behind her before she moves close enough that he doesn't have to raise his voice to talk. "Do you do this every morning?" She hasn't seen him before, but she doesn't make it down to the docks all that often. Her coffee's gone a bit cold, but she takes another sip of it anyway, the sea breeze tugging at her blond hair.
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