handelaar: (and what's it to me)
Nederland ([personal profile] handelaar) wrote2012-07-06 01:45 pm

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[The tent was old and way too big for just two people, but he'd gotten it years ago for cheap and like hell was he gonna go buy a new one when this one did the job. Well, as long as it didn't rain - from his crouch at the entrance he looked up between the trees - still clear skies, mild weather, and a light evening breeze.

Maybe he should try to find a tarp anyway. The house might be 15 meters away but goddamnit they were camping, and if it rained they were gonna be prepared. He took a moment to stick his head back into the tent, going over all the supplies for the eleventh time... Finally pulled back and stood to light a cigarette, satisfied.]
bellabelgium: (Dream weaver.)

...wow.

[personal profile] bellabelgium 2012-10-10 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yawning is contagious. ]

Yeah? Would you rather me flatter you or fight with you?
bellabelgium: (Dream weaver.)

Ew. That's lame.

[personal profile] bellabelgium 2012-10-10 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Smiles to herself-- alright fine, it's dropped completely. She can't ignore that. She tilts her head up to nuzzle at his jaw, holding him close. ]
bellabelgium: (Dream weaver.)

[personal profile] bellabelgium 2012-10-11 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ That weight only makes her settle in more, she knows she's not moving now and she doesn't want to. Just wants to lay with him and rest, hold him for the rest of the night and wake up to him in the morning. ]

Mm, sweet dreams, broertje.
bellabelgium: (Dream weaver.)

Aww no. ;_; /gets you juice and medicine

[personal profile] bellabelgium 2012-10-16 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Doho, oh Ned. She settles down beside him, already half asleep by the time she's finished yawning, arms loose around him but holding him nonetheless and nuzzling back against him. Why can't they fall asleep like this ALL THE TIME? ;_; ]
bellabelgium: (Dream weaver.)

Drink up!!

[personal profile] bellabelgium 2012-10-18 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Morning is good. Morning is good for a lot of things. But before she can even contemplate the morning she's giving into sleep, slowly losing consciousness, arms still draped over him. ]