The Advent Drabbles - 13th December
The Advent Drabbles
by Slantedlight
13th December
There was a chill on the day, snow-tinged wind and a promise that would be broken, would turn out to be London-warmed sleet if it wasn't their normal drip and drizzle. He slapped his mitten-clad hands together, wondered briefly where he'd got the grey-striped things, and then remembered Samantha who'd cuddled against him in the rain, and sulked when she realised her shoes were getting wet.
There was a puff of frosted air from behind him, and he turned, held out his hand for the tea Bodie'd bought for him.
Their fingers tangled in the passing, butterfly flickers of warmth.
by Slantedlight
13th December
There was a chill on the day, snow-tinged wind and a promise that would be broken, would turn out to be London-warmed sleet if it wasn't their normal drip and drizzle. He slapped his mitten-clad hands together, wondered briefly where he'd got the grey-striped things, and then remembered Samantha who'd cuddled against him in the rain, and sulked when she realised her shoes were getting wet.
There was a puff of frosted air from behind him, and he turned, held out his hand for the tea Bodie'd bought for him.
Their fingers tangled in the passing, butterfly flickers of warmth.