* 𝄞 𝐃E L𝐸NFENT ﹐
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* 𝄞 𝐃E L𝐸NFENT ﹐
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the eye shut, chin lifting as lips pressed thinly together —— as if in an attempt to hold their head high despite the queasy feeling erupting. “ only a dream could conjure you up after all that happened. how else are you here? ”

the disturbance of a silhouette looming in front sparks one eye to peek open in search of who blocks the overhead light. “ I must be dreaming. ”



feline – like stretch across his couch, one arm extended along the back.



of course they will. ( they won’t. ) besides, they will not argue with me.

they will not complain. ( they will, but none of it will register. lestat busies herself, pressing face to nicki’s neck with a low sigh. )

( the only one who would ever call lestat such a thing. the way she seems to soften with him is … well, impossible to deny. ) we have time. there is no rush.

no, no, come here, ( insistent little grabby hands from within the coffin )

( Only slowly do they melt into the touch, lulled by the enveloping presence. Strong arms holding them—they ought to be strong, to produce such music—burying their face in the crook of his shoulder. A sigh, choked and trembling. )

wonderful ! you are to tell me if this changes, oui ? ( aaand settling back into coffin. practice was to start soon, but lestat was in no rush. )

have they been treating you well ? ( very impertinent. )

( nose scrunches beneath touch, ) is that so ?

such is to be expected of such stars, mon cher. is it not a stereotype for a reason ?
