(Log) Dragon+Bird: I feel pretty, oh so pretty
Taiwei stood in the middle of the store, glancing around at all the different ethnic clothing that surrounded him.
He and Lingling were out in town, looking for what they would wear to the masque together. Something about that thought threw him off, as if he expected her to disappear from his side and reappear on Junbao's--Tiger had only returned from the portals not so long ago, after all--but for the moment, he wasn't going to let her.
He felt almost selfish, holding her hand through the store, which was not normally what he did. It was slightly embarrassing to think about how much he had missed a time of normalcy with her. But there he was, his fingers around hers, everything as calm as it could be, except that his eyes were fixed on an array of colors and designs that he didn't always recognize.
He and Lingling were out in town, looking for what they would wear to the masque together. Something about that thought threw him off, as if he expected her to disappear from his side and reappear on Junbao's--Tiger had only returned from the portals not so long ago, after all--but for the moment, he wasn't going to let her.
He felt almost selfish, holding her hand through the store, which was not normally what he did. It was slightly embarrassing to think about how much he had missed a time of normalcy with her. But there he was, his fingers around hers, everything as calm as it could be, except that his eyes were fixed on an array of colors and designs that he didn't always recognize.