[For all her exuberance, Kalmiya finds no trouble enjoying a content moment quietly; she giggles when they bump into each other as they walk, an occurrence made more common by the gravitational pull Arthur currently has on her. But otherwise she lets the silence be, happy to simply absorb the new lightness of the air between them, the exhilarating freshness after a fog lifts.
There's a small ooh as they approach the charming little dive, and she grins, head turning this way and that as she takes in the variety of patrons and the occupation of the pool tables. Given the shape of the booth, she wastes no time in scooting herself far too close to Arthur after they put their order in, insistently tucking herself against his side to get comfortable while she regales him with party stories.] It was lovely! Plenty of party favors; there were these delightful little marshmallow treats that made you more flexible when you eat them. And— you remember the one who collects games, with the autumnal hair? They'd brought Twister, of all things!
[A laugh carries through her exposition, buoying each word to playful delight, and she gestures with both hands when they're not too snug against Arthur.] I've never seen a more competitive tangle of people. I didn't stand a chance! And we had to stop because someone's favor wore off in the middle and they got stuck.
[Amused, she tilts her head to grin up at him, a sweet sort of longing in the crinkle of her eyes.] I missed you, though. It's always better with you.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2025-10-06 02:46 pm (UTC)There's a small ooh as they approach the charming little dive, and she grins, head turning this way and that as she takes in the variety of patrons and the occupation of the pool tables. Given the shape of the booth, she wastes no time in scooting herself far too close to Arthur after they put their order in, insistently tucking herself against his side to get comfortable while she regales him with party stories.] It was lovely! Plenty of party favors; there were these delightful little marshmallow treats that made you more flexible when you eat them. And— you remember the one who collects games, with the autumnal hair? They'd brought Twister, of all things!
[A laugh carries through her exposition, buoying each word to playful delight, and she gestures with both hands when they're not too snug against Arthur.] I've never seen a more competitive tangle of people. I didn't stand a chance! And we had to stop because someone's favor wore off in the middle and they got stuck.
[Amused, she tilts her head to grin up at him, a sweet sort of longing in the crinkle of her eyes.] I missed you, though. It's always better with you.