Room 421, Friday, Early Evening, Daaaaaaaaaate!

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa had plenty of cute outfits in her closet, but choosing one? That was the hard part. Some of her dresses were too formal, some too severe, and some she just didn't feel like wearing.

Luckily, she'd found that one lavender lace slip dress that she liked. A little bit of accessorizing, some make-up, and she was ready with time to spare.

Which meant she could touch up her lip gloss. As you do.

(expecting the Bohemian, but can be open before that, esp. for roomie!)

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[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

Christian let himself savor the kiss for a long moment, hands wandering up and down her back. "I think you're being plenty exciting right now," he said, when they came apart. "But I may be dull myself."

[angelo_wings]

"Never," she said softly, leaning up to rest her forehead against his. "I can't imagine you being dull. You're too passionate for that."

Romantic, unpredictable, there was something a little untamed in the way he wanted to drink life in. It was intoxicating.

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

"And you are too sweet to admit I'm dull, even if I am," Christian told her softly.

He never wanted to let her go, not ever.

[OOC: Sorry -- sleep gremlins stole me last night.]

[angelo_wings]

"I'm not sweet," she insisted with a laugh. "I'm spoiled. A brat. I'd tell you if you were dull. I'd probably whine about it and kick your shins."

Rinoa liked getting what she wanted. Which was probably why her code name had been 'Princess.'

(OOC: zomg, no problem, and my turn to apologize -- my neck was out and I spent yesterday with heat on it trying to sleep. Mega-SP FTW?)