1. Victory
Plopped on the couch, she scans through the projected screen that Widget provides, and suddenly feels a pair of strong arms drape around her small shoulders, followed by a soft sigh pressing against the side of her neck. Athena exhales a small squeak, before she turns her head to the left, and giggles. "Tired?"
Simon nods quietly, face still tucked into her neck. He lets his usually tense body loosen up, putting the weight on his knees. "As always."
"How was today?"
Although she can't see it, he smiles as his answer murmurs from her neck. "It was another victory."
a/n: 100 approximate word drabbles that I'll be posting (every now and then) with no relevance because I'm a piece of shit who has nobody to share her cykesquill feels with. ;A; (aiming for lots of chapters, yeah! :D)