yuan † 004
Who: Yuan and Martel
Where: Espoir, their cottage
Style: You pick Squish~
Status: Closedy
It had been... a good many years since he actually had the urge to do anything for his holiday. Rather, a reason to do anything for it. Each year he had carefully avoided any mentioning, or reminders of it. Of course, that had become easier as the years progressed, but the pang of pain never truly went away. Yet here he was, fumbling with candlesticks, burning his fingers, and nearly setting the cottage ablaze, trying to make something special. Because she really was here, and although it had taken awhile for it all to sink in, she was back, breathing, alive. Her.
So it was only natural that Yuan tried to create a nice candelit dinner that evening, growing frustrated at his lack of skill in such an area.... How long had it been since he was last romantic?
Where: Espoir, their cottage
Style: You pick Squish~
Status: Closedy
It had been... a good many years since he actually had the urge to do anything for his holiday. Rather, a reason to do anything for it. Each year he had carefully avoided any mentioning, or reminders of it. Of course, that had become easier as the years progressed, but the pang of pain never truly went away. Yet here he was, fumbling with candlesticks, burning his fingers, and nearly setting the cottage ablaze, trying to make something special. Because she really was here, and although it had taken awhile for it all to sink in, she was back, breathing, alive. Her.
So it was only natural that Yuan tried to create a nice candelit dinner that evening, growing frustrated at his lack of skill in such an area.... How long had it been since he was last romantic?