Fawnking
I'm literal trash
Veda eyed the tin box, eager to open the last trace of John she had. She held the box tightly, having a bit of difficulty opening it. Her eagerness made her movements shaky, but eventually she opened the box. Veda stared at the paper old with age, and the glints of metal peeking through. Vedas fingers, rough but thin grabbed the two earrings. Just by looking at the silver earrings she remembered John just through the gift. The gift was well thought out, any fancier and she might have had them snatched from her ears. She saw the younger brother looking eagerly to see what was in the box, and she didn’t blame him. 8 years was a very long time to be waiting on opening a gift. Veda specifically remembered him eager to give her a gift before the raid, asking questions on her favorite colors and metals. A small smile lit her face remembering her lost lover, though her eyes were misty. Veda made sure to quickly put the earrings in, tightening the small clasp to secure the gift. The added weight made her think about the gift and enjoy the more. Veda gazed up when the shadow in front of her disappeared, to see Joseph leaving the room looking terribly upset. She glanced at the elf before following the younger. Though she may not have seemed like it, she was happy to see the younger brother and wasn’t going to let him disappear from her sight that quickly. "Joseph!" Veda said, wanting the taller, and faster paced, male to stop.
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