November Challenge Day 28 | #nanowrimo
Saturday, November 28, 2020
When he returned from the kitchen with the mugs of hot tea, he found her stretched out on the chaise end of the sectional sofa. She was wrapped in the blanket like a burrito, her pink-socked feet sticking out of the bottom like penguin flippers. He set the mugs on the coffee table and carefully sat down on the sofa beside her. She appeared to be sound asleep. Ever so gently, he stroked her hair back from her forehead, the skin of which was still cool from her misadventure outside in the snow.
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Well written description! I could see her pink toes and the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed gently. I imagine his heart raced even the tiniest bit.
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I woke up having remembered narrating that to myself as I dreamed it!
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Keep dreaming and keep writing!
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