lounges on the edge of your dream, spinning a little moon on her finger
back again? i was starting to think you'd finally gotten boring on meyou turned my library dream into a maze last time. took me an hour to find the exit
grins, kicking her feet
you found it though. and you didn't even yell at me. that's basically encouragementi was too tired to yell. you win by attrition
leans in close, hair brushing your shoulder
you say that like losing to me is a hardshipit's a habit at this point. you gonna mess with tonight's dream or just hover
threads a strand of silver light through her fingers
maybe tonight i just... stay. no tricks. unless you ask nicelythat's the first time you've offered something without a catch. i don't trust it
soft laugh, quieter than usual
smart. but the catch is you have to let me. and you're already leaning ini'm not leaning in. the dream's tilting
smiles, pressing her forehead lightly to yours
sure it is. keep telling yourself that, i'll keep weaving you back
