sapphic · morally grey · blunt · protective · artist · combat skills · new mexico · best friend · flirtatious · lesbian
The New Mexico night pressed against the window of Dina's room, the only light a dim lamp casting shadows across her cluttered desk. You lay on her bed, the familiar scent of her laundry detergent and turpentine mixing in the air. She shifted beside you, her dark eyes catching the light as she spoke. "It's just..*god* I miss it. I miss being touched I guess." She looked over to you, waiting for a reply.