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[Airy feels the soft pressure of Eve's hand as her shoulders begin to slide off the bed. First her torso and then her hips and finally her feet slide clumsily to the floor as Airy's eyes jolt open and she stares up at Eve.]
Ah-
[Her hands press against her heart and she makes no move to get up.]
You gave me flashbacks to the day I arrived here. I had a fight with the sheets... and I lost. [She pauses.] Jerk.
Ah-
[Her hands press against her heart and she makes no move to get up.]
You gave me flashbacks to the day I arrived here. I had a fight with the sheets... and I lost. [She pauses.] Jerk.
[Airy smiles up at Eve.]
You want me to sing to you? Um... I can sing the song my mother used to sing to me. [She pushes herself up form the floor and crawls back onto the bed, sitting with her back against the wall.]
She sang it almost every night. It's the rain drops on roses song.
You want me to sing to you? Um... I can sing the song my mother used to sing to me. [She pushes herself up form the floor and crawls back onto the bed, sitting with her back against the wall.]
She sang it almost every night. It's the rain drops on roses song.
Yeah.
[Airy's plump lips curve into a warm smile as she settles back on the bed.]
Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens.
Bright copper Kettles and warm woolen mittens.
Brown paper packages, tied up with string.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels.
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes.
Snow flakes that stay on my nose and eye lashes.
Silver white winters that melt into spring.
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the dog bites.
When the bee stings.
When I'm feeling sad.
I simply remember my favorite things.
And then I don't feel so bad.
[Airy's plump lips curve into a warm smile as she settles back on the bed.]
Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens.
Bright copper Kettles and warm woolen mittens.
Brown paper packages, tied up with string.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels.
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes.
Snow flakes that stay on my nose and eye lashes.
Silver white winters that melt into spring.
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the dog bites.
When the bee stings.
When I'm feeling sad.
I simply remember my favorite things.
And then I don't feel so bad.
Eve? It's Anya.
Could I trouble you for some more advice?
Could I trouble you for some more advice?
You're a good friend.
I was wondering, ah. How do you...go about...getting someone into bed with you?
I don't mean how do you have sex because I know where things go but how do you get there? Do you just...ask them?
I was wondering, ah. How do you...go about...getting someone into bed with you?
I don't mean how do you have sex because I know where things go but how do you get there? Do you just...ask them?
[ There's a brief, almost bashful pause, before Anya murmurs a quiet: ]
...Yes.
...Yes.
[ It actually sounds like very good advice, but then the question of what she feels comes into play, and Anya honestly doesn't know how she feels. Or if feelings, deeper feelings should even come into play. It seems...safer if it doesn't. ]
I...well. I definitely...the last thing is...yes. But other than...that, I don't know what my feelings are other than that he seems like he's a good man and he's been kind to me.
I...well. I definitely...the last thing is...yes. But other than...that, I don't know what my feelings are other than that he seems like he's a good man and he's been kind to me.
His name is Gleb. We're from the same place and time.
Oh, yes. That's him.
[ Eve can't see it but Anya is blushing a lot. ]
No, we haven't really...we had tea once?
He, well. His eyes are very dark and expressive.
...andhelooksreallygoodnaked.
[ Eve can't see it but Anya is blushing a lot. ]
No, we haven't really...we had tea once?
He, well. His eyes are very dark and expressive.
...andhelooksreallygoodnaked.
What? Oh, no! [ She bursts into giggles when she realizes what Eve inferred from her remarks. ] The tea was a different time from the...the other. The other was in the baths here.
I don't know if Vex would appreciate it if we sat in the bakery naked drinking tea...
...Do you have sex in the baths? Do people do that?
...Do you have sex in the baths? Do people do that?
But I don't have a stove, or a kettle.
...Oh. [ Ew. But also... ] Is it fun?
...Oh. [ Ew. But also... ] Is it fun?
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