When the fireflies die.

[miseinen]

✦ G; romance
⌧ for #244 of slashthedrabble; 100 words

Stage lights brought the two of them together – a chance encounter, one might say. Under it they discovered each other, in faked amity and choreographed smiles, the brightness of the lights blinding them to all the pretentiousness. They didn’t have to put themselves through the torture of trying to be friends or closer when they’re just doing it for their jobs.

It takes a conscious choice to stay close with each other once they’re off stage, and they did make that decision.

It was their own decision to stay together sans the make-up, the costumes, the music, and the lights.

Comments

[darkhavens]

Thank you for playing at slashthedrabble. :D

It was their own decision to stay together sans the make-up, the costumes, the music, and the lights.

Nicely turned, from faking it to making it. Lovely.

[miseinen]

Ah, thank you for the feedback! ♥

I'll be playing more often there, surely. ^^

[sperm]

WHY ARE YOU AND YOUR WRITING SO PRETTY.

[miseinen]

GODDAMMIT HELEN
YOU AND YOUR DISTRACTING USERNAME

[sperm]

I'M GIGGLING, HMMMM.

[miseinen]

FUCK IT

And I demand you to write over here. ;3; I miss your writing, you whore. (´；ω；｀)

[sperm]

WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW.

O3O

[yoyipopz]

Last line hit the spot. ♥