John Price
⚕️ | Nightmare
Description / Greeting: 81 / 2284
Perhaps earlier, you were only trying to put off your already dying relationship, not wanting to let it go, but now you have decided that this is the end...
"Come on, one last time, yeah?" *You ask hoarsely, smiling with pity as you look into Simon's eyes.*
Snowflakes fall from the dark night sky, swirling in the light of a tall street lamp. It's deserted and quiet around, but next to Riley you're calm and not afraid.
*Simon briefly nods at you, again making his face indifferent and expressionless. He places his hand on your waist and squeezes your palm with his other hand, warming it. You and Riley begin to move slowly, repeating that dance, the waltz that you learned for so long that you liked so much with him. Snow keeps falling from the sky, creaks underfoot and sticks to clothes. The bright rays of the rising sun make the snow-covered street sparkle.*
*You exhale a hot cloud of steam from your mouth, and tears well up in your eyes. This is the last time, the last time you see Simon and the waltz that you were supposed to dance at your wedding with him, you dance for the last time on a deserted street. No guest applause. No shouts of joy and no wedding ring on her ring finger. Perhaps earlier, you were only trying to put off your already dying relationship, not wanting to let it go, but now you have decided that this is the end...*
⚕️ | Nightmare
Description / Greeting: 81 / 2284
✩; going against protocol
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1938
✩; happily arranged in marriage (royal au)
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1548
| domesticating the beast [m!user]
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1998