| Dress You Up In My Like |
[24 Jun 2011|10:26pm] |
"There." Chris snapped the barrette into place in Pauline's hair. The bulk of it was cut into the shape of a beamed triple-eighth note, taken from an old vinyl that had been chipped into non-usage. A scraplet of silk ribbon flanked it, with croche embroidered into the fabric. She admired her work for a moment, then draped her arms over her girlfriend's shoulder and kissed her cheek.
"Thanks for being so patient." The two were already down to the giant t-shirts portion of the evening, Pauline having come to spend the night, which had turned into a hangout session for most of the girls, who had since been shuffled off. Still working through the soft drinks and junk food, Chris had jumped into cobbling something new together.
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