Sarah stared back at her own image in the mirror, pulling on a lock
of chocolate colored hair. Why won't this damn stuff grow faster?! She
pursed her lips, and shrugged, giving up her quest to improve its length
with gentle tugs and verbal encouragement. She leaned with her hands on the
bathroom counter, giving herself a good look. It was obvious her eyes were
her best feature, a lovely jade green that shifted colors ever so slightly,
depending upon what she was wearing at the time. Except these dark circles.
She shrugged again, and continued the detailed search about her countenance. Her skin was smooth and clear, but pale much to her dismay, especially in the summer time when all of the bronzed beauties of the season seemed to multiply before her very eyes. Sarah lifted a hand to the fading freckles dotting her cheeks, hoping by some miracle that they would magically disappear upon her touch. They didn't, but she could still hope.
Next on her list was her nose. Slightly upturned and pointed, but not as slender as she would like. She scrunched it ever so slightly, only making her self conscious problem only worse. She smirked crookedly, and gave up on that feature as well. Her gaze lowered to her lips. Heart shaped and constantly chapped, but still not bad. Over all, she wasn't a bad looking creature, but neither was she uber-babe by any means of the sober or drunken imagination. Oh well, Sarah. You're luckier than some, at least.
"Hey honey, you comin' to bed?", came a male voice, with a slight Southern accent.
"Yeah, Will, I'll be there in a second." She gave up on her musings for the time being and turned off the bathroom light, heading into the adjacent bedroom. She closed the door behind her, and turned toward the bed, which housed two at the moment: her fiancée, Will and their cat, Lucifer. Will was a decently tall man, topping at about 6 foot, with a mop of dark brown hair that constantly got in his face. Brushing it over to the side with his agile hands, he slid farther under the sheets. Dressed for bed in only a white t-shirt and boxer briefs, Sarah could catch a glimpse of the slight pooch of his stomach. She grinned, remembering the Atkins diet that lasted all of two days. "Not eating bread or potatoes is just unnatural!" he said, much to her agreement. She looked down at her own stomach, which was actually flat, much to her constant amazement. Never exercising or eating the right foods, her body was surprisingly slender, though not toned at all. She looked back up and took in the full scene.
Will was currently reading one of his many RPG books while the cat was attempting to draw Will's attention from the book, without much success. Making her way over to the left side, she slipped under the covers, and clicked her tongue at the cat. Lucifer gave out her customary purring 'mrreow', and gladly came over, butting her forehead with Sarah's chin. Sarah scrunched her nose again.
"Gah, kitty, your whiskers.." She sniffed, and scratched the cat's ears, making the feline purr without abandon. Will looked over at the two and smirked, shaking his head in slight amusement. Noticing this, Sarah raised an eyebrow ever so slightly.
"Wha?", she said with a grin. "Kitty likes her ears scratched."
Still continuing to shake his head, he tilted the book in his lap so Sarah could see the large picture of Haldir in it.
"Oooh, Sarah, lookie! It's Haldiiir!", he grinned, teasing her. She glanced over, seeing the picture of the handsome elf, and smirked.
"Right before I go to sleep. Thank ya, dear. I needed that.", she grinned in returned, closing her eyes and laying her head on the downy pillow. She could hear his soft 'hmph' as he put the book away. Shifting down to get more comfy, he cuddled up behind her and spoke into her hair.
"No dreams for me, hm?" he tried to sound saddened, and it almost worked if not for the smirk on his voice.
"Oh, of course! I'll have you and Haldir fight it out. Lets hope he loans you a sword or something.", she yawned, knowing that dreaming wasn't too far off.
"A sword?! Ha! I will cruuush him with my bare hands!" Not being able to help it, she lets out a loud snicker.
"And I believe you would, sweetie. I'm not long for this world, so g'night." Turning her head as far as it would go, Sarah leaned over for a goodnight kiss, which Will gave long and gladly.
"G'night, honey. I love you." He caressed her cheek a few times, smiling slightly.
"I love you too, Will." Smiling as well, albeit with a more mischievious intent, she butted her nose gently with his in a violent Eskimo kiss. Will responded in kind, chuckling.
"Alriiight, no more of that. G'night." Leaning over, he shut off the lamp on the nightstand.
Sarah closed her eyes again, she yawned widely before feeling herself fade into a deep and restful sleep.
She shrugged again, and continued the detailed search about her countenance. Her skin was smooth and clear, but pale much to her dismay, especially in the summer time when all of the bronzed beauties of the season seemed to multiply before her very eyes. Sarah lifted a hand to the fading freckles dotting her cheeks, hoping by some miracle that they would magically disappear upon her touch. They didn't, but she could still hope.
Next on her list was her nose. Slightly upturned and pointed, but not as slender as she would like. She scrunched it ever so slightly, only making her self conscious problem only worse. She smirked crookedly, and gave up on that feature as well. Her gaze lowered to her lips. Heart shaped and constantly chapped, but still not bad. Over all, she wasn't a bad looking creature, but neither was she uber-babe by any means of the sober or drunken imagination. Oh well, Sarah. You're luckier than some, at least.
"Hey honey, you comin' to bed?", came a male voice, with a slight Southern accent.
"Yeah, Will, I'll be there in a second." She gave up on her musings for the time being and turned off the bathroom light, heading into the adjacent bedroom. She closed the door behind her, and turned toward the bed, which housed two at the moment: her fiancée, Will and their cat, Lucifer. Will was a decently tall man, topping at about 6 foot, with a mop of dark brown hair that constantly got in his face. Brushing it over to the side with his agile hands, he slid farther under the sheets. Dressed for bed in only a white t-shirt and boxer briefs, Sarah could catch a glimpse of the slight pooch of his stomach. She grinned, remembering the Atkins diet that lasted all of two days. "Not eating bread or potatoes is just unnatural!" he said, much to her agreement. She looked down at her own stomach, which was actually flat, much to her constant amazement. Never exercising or eating the right foods, her body was surprisingly slender, though not toned at all. She looked back up and took in the full scene.
Will was currently reading one of his many RPG books while the cat was attempting to draw Will's attention from the book, without much success. Making her way over to the left side, she slipped under the covers, and clicked her tongue at the cat. Lucifer gave out her customary purring 'mrreow', and gladly came over, butting her forehead with Sarah's chin. Sarah scrunched her nose again.
"Gah, kitty, your whiskers.." She sniffed, and scratched the cat's ears, making the feline purr without abandon. Will looked over at the two and smirked, shaking his head in slight amusement. Noticing this, Sarah raised an eyebrow ever so slightly.
"Wha?", she said with a grin. "Kitty likes her ears scratched."
Still continuing to shake his head, he tilted the book in his lap so Sarah could see the large picture of Haldir in it.
"Oooh, Sarah, lookie! It's Haldiiir!", he grinned, teasing her. She glanced over, seeing the picture of the handsome elf, and smirked.
"Right before I go to sleep. Thank ya, dear. I needed that.", she grinned in returned, closing her eyes and laying her head on the downy pillow. She could hear his soft 'hmph' as he put the book away. Shifting down to get more comfy, he cuddled up behind her and spoke into her hair.
"No dreams for me, hm?" he tried to sound saddened, and it almost worked if not for the smirk on his voice.
"Oh, of course! I'll have you and Haldir fight it out. Lets hope he loans you a sword or something.", she yawned, knowing that dreaming wasn't too far off.
"A sword?! Ha! I will cruuush him with my bare hands!" Not being able to help it, she lets out a loud snicker.
"And I believe you would, sweetie. I'm not long for this world, so g'night." Turning her head as far as it would go, Sarah leaned over for a goodnight kiss, which Will gave long and gladly.
"G'night, honey. I love you." He caressed her cheek a few times, smiling slightly.
"I love you too, Will." Smiling as well, albeit with a more mischievious intent, she butted her nose gently with his in a violent Eskimo kiss. Will responded in kind, chuckling.
"Alriiight, no more of that. G'night." Leaning over, he shut off the lamp on the nightstand.
Sarah closed her eyes again, she yawned widely before feeling herself fade into a deep and restful sleep.