so here we go~
Fandom: House M.D.
Claim: Remy (Thirteen)
Comunity: 10_prompts
Prompt: Falling in love again
It's been a hard day at work. A day plagued with stress - with the temptation of surrender every moment. And now she's where ends every night: pathetic and feeling like shit in a random bar. She asks for a beer and looks around between sips. The place is practically empty. A girl is staring at her, though. Is enough.
"Hey."
"Oh, hey."
The girl has long red hair and a pretty face. But her eyes are the most interesting thing in her. Beautiful grays eyes with nothing inside.
A few beers after she says yes with a coy smile and they leave to her apartment.
Is always easy. They never said 'no'.
And in the bed it doesn't matter who they are and which are their names. All that matters are the kisses and the hot air between their bodies and souls. Nothing more, nothing less.
A last moan defines the end. Neither she nor the girl say anything - that way is perfect.
She've never been in love. Not really. But every night with a different woman, different smell and touches, she knows something happens and she falls in love with loosing herself. She forgets she's going to die someday soon. She forget her loneliness.
Claim: Remy (Thirteen)
Comunity: 10_prompts
Prompt: Falling in love again
It's been a hard day at work. A day plagued with stress - with the temptation of surrender every moment. And now she's where ends every night: pathetic and feeling like shit in a random bar. She asks for a beer and looks around between sips. The place is practically empty. A girl is staring at her, though. Is enough.
"Hey."
"Oh, hey."
The girl has long red hair and a pretty face. But her eyes are the most interesting thing in her. Beautiful grays eyes with nothing inside.
A few beers after she says yes with a coy smile and they leave to her apartment.
Is always easy. They never said 'no'.
And in the bed it doesn't matter who they are and which are their names. All that matters are the kisses and the hot air between their bodies and souls. Nothing more, nothing less.
A last moan defines the end. Neither she nor the girl say anything - that way is perfect.
She've never been in love. Not really. But every night with a different woman, different smell and touches, she knows something happens and she falls in love with loosing herself. She forgets she's going to die someday soon. She forget her loneliness.