Butterfly sighed as she switched off the radio. It was hard to listen to that song. It reminded her too much of why she was out here.
It had been years, now, since she'd seen her. They'd grown up together, or at least it had seemed that way, and they'd gotten together sometime in high school. Butterfly still remembered the day she'd found out her love was moving away, the feeling of a pit opening in her heart. They'd had ups and downs, just like any relationship, but it was a lot harder to remember the downs after spending so long missing her.
Oh, they'd argued, before she left. As emotional as they'd both been in the days leading up to the move, that was no surprise. And things had been said that perhaps shouldn't have been, enough that Butterfly hadn't been there to say goodby the day she left at last.
And now, here she was, sitting in a convertible and looking up at the overcast sky as if it held the answers she was looking for. After all this time, she was trying to track her love down again. The knowledge Butterfly had of where she'd moved to had been annoyingly imprecise, and when she finally found it only to be told that she'd moved on again long ago, she'd felt like giving up. But she hung on, clinging to what clues she could, driving from point to point in search of her lost love.
((OOC: Are you who Butterfly's looking for? Or someone she happened to pick up along the way (or who happened to pick her up)? The sky's pretty much the limit with scenarios and other events you could bring in, but Butterfly tends to prefer girls for smut, and I'd like to avoid the usual gore/death/toilet stuff problems. Old CR who haven't run into her much lately are especially welcome, but so are more current CR or new people entirely! Smut may take a while to get to, or it may come quickly, depending on how things work out. Crossposted to
the_love_hotel))