A fleck of dust dances in the silence of the room, broken only by soft, rhythmic breaths. The speck abandons itself in the apparently motionless air, enlightened for just a moment by a ray of sunlight which filters through the not perfectly closed curtain. It crosses the room, ending it’s long journey on a pillow of the bed leaning against the opposite wall. It takes only a few minutes for the rising sun to beam directly in Clarke’s eye.
The blonde mumbles something unintelligible in her sleep, not bothering to wake up. Her hand slides onto the fresh surface of the cushion, motioning toward her face. When it covers her eye, offering protection from the undesired light, Clarke lets slip a soft, content sigh.
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Get off and I’ll tell you everything”.
Raven does as told with a satisfied sound and rests again onto the blue sheets of Clarke’s bed. The blonde inhales deeply when she’s finally free from Raven’s heavy grip.
She sweeps the tiny tears formed at her the side of her eyes due to sleep and clears her voice. She then rolls to one side to face Raven, who is looking expectantly at her. Her head resting on her arm.
“So?” She asks with a smile and Clarke can’t stop the wide grin that cracks her lips open. Her eyes are still heavy from sleep. She tries to blink it away and reach the consciousness that the previous night really happened.
“So… It has been amazing. She’s amazing”.
Raven squirms with her smile intact “Details sweetheart”.
“She had cooked all this awesome food and we ate so much. We talked a lot and then we went to the common room. She told me I had to taste some biscuits with some kind of wine” Raven’s brow frowns at the thought of eating biscuit with wine but Clarke is a swollen river of words “She said that is a tradition of somewhere, Tuscany” A wave of her hand “And she was so hot saying Italian names and all. Then she handed me this cookie and, Raven, I fucking bit it from her hand. And then I don’t know what happened but then she was kissing my chin and then my mouth and..” Clarke stops when she notices Raven’s glare. She is looking at her like she’s saying something that doesn’t makes sense at all
The blonde mumbles something unintelligible in her sleep, not bothering to wake up. Her hand slides onto the fresh surface of the cushion, motioning toward her face. When it covers her eye, offering protection from the undesired light, Clarke lets slip a soft, content sigh.
Her brain refuses to abandon the …show more content…
Get off and I’ll tell you everything”.
Raven does as told with a satisfied sound and rests again onto the blue sheets of Clarke’s bed. The blonde inhales deeply when she’s finally free from Raven’s heavy grip.
She sweeps the tiny tears formed at her the side of her eyes due to sleep and clears her voice. She then rolls to one side to face Raven, who is looking expectantly at her. Her head resting on her arm.
“So?” She asks with a smile and Clarke can’t stop the wide grin that cracks her lips open. Her eyes are still heavy from sleep. She tries to blink it away and reach the consciousness that the previous night really happened.
“So… It has been amazing. She’s amazing”.
Raven squirms with her smile intact “Details sweetheart”.
“She had cooked all this awesome food and we ate so much. We talked a lot and then we went to the common room. She told me I had to taste some biscuits with some kind of wine” Raven’s brow frowns at the thought of eating biscuit with wine but Clarke is a swollen river of words “She said that is a tradition of somewhere, Tuscany” A wave of her hand “And she was so hot saying Italian names and all. Then she handed me this cookie and, Raven, I fucking bit it from her hand. And then I don’t know what happened but then she was kissing my chin and then my mouth and..” Clarke stops when she notices Raven’s glare. She is looking at her like she’s saying something that doesn’t makes sense at all