I've always wanted to partake in the TT25, but I've never signed up in time. This year, I finally got to sign up. Go figure that I'm so busy and full of ridiculous procrastination that I wait until the last week to get hoppin.
So I'm apologizing in advance for spamming inboxes.
Endless thanks to my dearest Pancake, Vican, for... well, an endless list of things.
The Twilight Twenty-Five
thetwilight25[dot]com
Prompt: 3, laundromat photo
Pen Name: IcelandGirl812
Pairing/Main Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: T-ish
Photo prompts can be viewed here: thetwilight25[dot]com/round-5/prompts
03.
It's the same thing, every Wednesday.
I walk in – he's there.
The next Wednesday, I walk in – he's there.
I'm only slightly ashamed to admit it's become a kind of ritual.
Today, Wednesday of course, I walk in. With a cup of coffee, even.
And yes, he's there.
"I can smell the sugar in that cup from over here."
"You got a problem with that?"
Laundry baskets are set atop machines and promptly forgotten.
"I like my coffee black."
"Like your soul?"
"Like your bra." That smile of his does strange things to my body.
"At least I'm wearing underwear."