I should be very concerned about everything that is going on right now, but I do allow myself a guilty moment of just being close to Hiromu, of his hand on my back. He's not particularly shy with being physically affectionate towards me- when we're at home. But he has every reason to be apprehensive about it in public, so I still appreciate everything I do get.
I curse softly under my breath- mostly in French, and probably mostly familiar to Hiromu by now. He's right, though- none of those looks familiar at all. Trees are trees, and vines are vines, but there's something... decidedly foreign, if not outright alien, about all of it.
"Good to know there's an alien forest under our bed."
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Date: 2015-02-21 08:45 am (UTC)I curse softly under my breath- mostly in French, and probably mostly familiar to Hiromu by now. He's right, though- none of those looks familiar at all. Trees are trees, and vines are vines, but there's something... decidedly foreign, if not outright alien, about all of it.
"Good to know there's an alien forest under our bed."