gentlemenpreferblondes: (As girls grow old)
J. M. Austen ([personal profile] gentlemenpreferblondes) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2016-04-23 08:40 pm (UTC)

[Well, that sure was certainly unexpected. It all happened so fast that she could barely register before it was over. It suddenly just felt like her skin was stretched, and then she felt nauseous-- as if the insides of her stomach had been left behind when they moved and was only now catching up with them.]

Uhh-- shit. [J groans quietly, her own hands gripping on his shoulders as she breathes out heavily, trying to get over the sudden, violent motion sickness. However, despite the sick paleness on her face and the obvious discomfort in her tense body, there's no sign of disapproval or anger in her eyes when she finally looks up to him.]


Whoa. I mean, yeah. Okay. [She nods, lips curving into a wavering smile.]

So. That's what it's like.

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