Tessera

Peter@snakchrmr.bsky.social · 12mo ago

"you're not used to it." She says as she gently brushed his hand trying to get his attention. "Used these kinds of feelings."

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Peter@snakchrmr.bsky.social · 12mo ago

The first one is really cute. And the second one....wow. You've got an eye

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Peter @snakchrmr.bsky.social · 12mo ago

𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝑻𝒐 𝑱𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒆

𝐄𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝@mralpanic.bsky.social · 12mo ago

She grinned as she raised an eyebrow staring at him. "You're looking quite dashing. Like a model or a bad boy. Which one is it?"

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𝐄𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝@mralpanic.bsky.social · 12mo ago

Now I want ice cream (she won't say that it surprised her he managed to get all shots with her and food)

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"it's me." She whispered as she carefully closed the door but then she looked uncomfortable. Were they locking themselves in a safe space or were they locking themselves with the masked people.

"josie? is that you?" he asked as soon as he heard the door, feeling the worry bubble inside.

"Mr Pettigrew." She says with a singsong voice almost. Smiling. She heard some of the comments around but ignored it, standing to reach him instead.

"lady josephine." he spoke, already knowing he was blushing, just from the way she was looking at him.

"you don't ever have to thank me." She says but she does stare at him with a serious expression, perhaps wondering if something had happened. "I'm here."

"thank you, for coming to meet me." he didn't expect her to make it, come to the beach in the middle of the winter, with him.

She stared at his face like an idiot, almost reeling flustered and nervous. Shocking. "Thank you"

without really thinking, he stepped closer to her, to fix her scarf.

"you could have told me." She says, shaking her head as she stared at him with hurting eyes. "Instead of letting me think you were gone." She could handle his faults, perhaps that's why she didn't even mean that he could have told her about what he did.

"josie, i'm sorry." he spoke as he stood in front of her, looking desperate.

She tended to go to the beach alone, to just lay in the sand or stand at the shore. But lately that wasn't something she did on her own anymore. "Hii."

peter turned his own head, to look back at her, as he felt the sand beneath him. "hi."

She raised her eyebrow turning to stare at him amused. "Oh no, but you could do the honors if you wish."

"is that a full dance card i see?" he wasn't all that subtle perhaps.

She shakes her head as she stares at him, not knowing how to respond. She covered the phone with her hand as she spoke to him. "They aren't saying anything, just breathing in the line."

"who is it?" he frowned, glancing at the phone in her hand.

"I'm sure you know what sunglasses are, Hyland." She comments amused as she takes the lollipop to her mouth. "They were a gift."

"what are these for?" he asked a bit amused as he grabbed the heart shaped sunglasses.

"If I didn't know any better I would think you're insulting me." Oh he can't escape the green colours. She shrugged as she watched him amused. "You need to work on your petnames."

"hey, snake." he teased, as he approached, as if he wasn't one too.

"of course you don't." She says avoiding his gaze as she stares at the sky. "Maybe but it's not an unfamiliar shocking feeling. It ain't new."

"i don't agree with that." he spoke staring away. "i think hurting once doesn't mean it will hurt less next time."

"yes, yes, I was just... clumsy." She says as she leaves the glass in the table, using a napkin to clean up her chin. As if the mess wasn't caused by how she looked at him.

"josie, are you okay?" he frowned. he could never see what she was seeing.

"you certainly are, pretty eyes." And she meant it, for her there was no one as perfect. He was. It was real, she can remind him.

"i know, i know, i'm a catch." peter joked. it was a date. he had to remind himself it was real.

You're very very handsome.

yes, josie?

"what about them?" She asked curiously. He always seemed to be behind a line, never quite fitting in.

"them." it was always like that, even here on earth. it was them, and then him.

"for what purpose?" But perhaps she knew. Yet, he was wrong about that. He was all she needed, and she wanted. That was everything.

"i wanted to see you." he whispered as he waited to turn around. he had nothing to offer her, not truly. and yet.

"you misunderstood me, dear darling." She says as she fixed his jacket, eyes are the level of his chest. "I plan on getting yours."

"does it? i bought it second hand, so i'm not sure you'll find it." he joked, but perhaps he'd let her have it.

Come on, don't be so dark. We can take a few minutes break if we are not under attack.

i think we have other things to think about besides my haircut.