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aмelιa ღ ѕтeιnвecĸ ([personal profile] recluserose) wrote 2023-12-26 06:39 am (UTC)

[Talk about whiplash. Amelia's heart rate begins to settle as the blanket covers her shoulders and as her thoughts calm down, she admittedly feels silly for getting so worked up. Berna had told her to partake in pleasure where she could as a witch ("For we shall live for so very, very long and we need the bright memories to light up the dark.") but Amelia's not certain if being impulsive in this instance is a necessarily good choice.

... It was a little enjoyable though even if the cold cut it short.

The conjured brazier is welcome and Amelia moves closer to Gale to snuggle against his chest for extra warmth. His hand on her shoulder causes her to still and think. Looking up at his face, she can see Gale all flushed and hear the nervousness in his laughter. It affects her and she finds herself chuckling too and she reaches up to touch his cheek with her palm reassuringly.
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No worries, Gale. I'm sorry I... started to get us both worked up and... Well.

[She huffs out another laugh. Considering how much thought Gale put into their whole date, his apology for the overly detailed environment speaks to how much he wanted this all to be perfect, regardless of whether they went all the way or not. It's ended up as the latter but Amelia doesn't particularly feel... Bad? Maybe a little.

And it hits her that this isn't life-ruining, an omen of things to come, or even all that shameful. It's comedic and in the grand scheme of things, she was okay with it all because it's with Gale.

She'll check in with him first though.
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Um. How are you feeling?

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