If she had to describe her initial thoughts on it, the word she would use was messy. The browns of his outfit weren’t the same shade as the browns of the clumsily stitched together version the plush was wearing. She had a hard time replicating her brother’s long hair, and the buttons she used for the eyes were a little misplaced.
Still, the white cloth hanging atop his shoulders was translated well enough, and she styled the hair as lovingly as she always braided his, and as misplaced as they were… they were the same color as his eyes. Their eyes.
or: what was a passing hobby for lumine became an accidental courtship between her and her friends
latest chapter: in which she makes an offering // venti
- Part 1 of Starry Knight
Bookmarked by MaryTheMelody
25 Dec 2020