Finally.
The man brought his gaze to the sight before him, a sight he had created. The walls surrounding them had once been the neutral white found in homes, now were painted red.
She had always loved red, hadn't she?
A saddened smile crossed his face for a brief moment, before being carried away by a sigh. He knelt down. Brought a hand into those lovely dark curls of hers, his short finger nails just brushing her scalp. She had always loved that, as well, for him to play with her hair and lightly scratch her scalp. He had nicknamed her Kitty long ago, for she had acted just like a cat they had once had together. His fingers curled tighter in her hair, gathering the tresses in his grasp.
Then he stood.
And her head came with him.
'Ello, loves!
Just a story that came to mind, and I wanted to get it down. It might be short, might be long, eh.
This will happen as I think of it, and hopefully shouldn't connect to any other characters of any other story and such.
Thank you for reading! (: