|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:38 pm
I'm not drunk, yet. Do you want me to be, you scoundrel?
::blinks::
But I still haven't given you that gift I promised. This might not be the place for it. It's kind of... personal.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:40 pm
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:41 pm
ermm....
Okay. I've been saving this for years. I even debated on whether or not to even give it to you. I know you're not really the sentimental type..
::pulls out a small package wrapped in brown paper and sets it gently on the bar between them::
After you open it, I'll explain it....
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:44 pm
::raises an eyebrow and rips open the paper::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:47 pm
::inside the paper is a simple looking leather-bound book. The front cover's edges are worn from use::
This isn't an ordinary book...
::Snow flips open the cover. Inside, the book is filled with perfect, flowing cursive. Snow's own handwriting::
::Snow rubs the place her scar used to be in a nervous manner::
You're going to find this so ridiculous.. but here goes..
This is my journal. Or rather, it was... for a certain time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:48 pm
Snow, I....I don't know what to say...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:49 pm
::Snow flips to the end and points to the date::
This was the day we came home from our honeymoon..
::Snow flips to the front::
this date.. well.. you left my apartment and we weren't on good terms..
Don't mind the um.. water spots on that page...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:51 pm
How far back does this go?
::flips through the pages::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:53 pm
::Snow's hands tremble only slightly as she reaches out to turn the pages::
I wrote in this every day during...
I wrote everything here. Thoughts, fears, what happened that day...
Some of it is rather.. emotional.
I wonder if part of me planned this all along.. I just wanted to...
::Snow hesitates:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:54 pm
It's positively precious. Thank you.
::puts a hand over hers::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:55 pm
I just...
I wanted to give you the missing time back...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:58 pm
It was my own fault for losing it, but thank you.
::kisses her on the forehead::
::looks at the hallway to the bathrooms::
I think Charming might have fallen in.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:00 pm
Just.. don't judge me for some of what is written in there. That journal is basically when I found out from when we moved into the valley after our honeymoon.. Some of those pages are er... stained...
::Snow looks away::
Yes.. Charming...
::coughs nervously::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:00 pm
I say we let him drown and head back to our own little cabana.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:02 pm
I just.. I hope you like it and don't think it's silly. I've been meaning to give it to you so many times...
::Snow looks off towards the bathrooms::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
