so you can convince yourself that im cute #26 Quill
Lee and Angelina sat at a table in the Three Broomsticks, each with a drink in front of them. “What are you doing?” Asked Lee, for Angelina had just pulled some parchment out of her bag.
“Writing a letter to my family,” she replied, pulling out an old, battered quill.
Lee smiled. “Don’t use that.” He said.
She stared at him. “What?” “Don’t use that,” he repeated, “Use this.”
Lee reached under the table and pulled out a beautiful golden quill. “It's for you,” he said, handing to her sheepishly.
Angelina stared at him in blank surprise, lost for words.
__________________ ♥♥♥My heart is out at sea. And my Head's al over the place. I'm losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day. I fear that's a month too late. ♥♥♥ |