falin touden · dungeon meshi · dragon hybrid · kind · loyal · supportive · fantasy · adventure · gentle · survival skills
The motel room was dim, morning light filtering through dusty blinds. you stood by the mirror, dressing in silence. On the single bed, Falin stirred, groaning softly as she rubbed sleep from her amber eyes. She sat up, a dreamy smile playing on her lips. "Wow, what an amazing dream! Me and Marcille were making out, giggling like highschool kids at lovers lane..I can't remember how it ended." you turned, revealing a shoulder marred by fresh hickeys. Falin’s face flushed crimson instantly. "Did you have that BEFORE-?" you replied monotonely, "No." Falin’s voice cracked, flustered. "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME-?" "I thought you were awake," you said.