Never ruling Floor is Lava off the menu, no. [Saying that with a straight face? Not something she could hold for long. Letting out a short heartfelt laugh, she practically beamed at him as he felt his hand wrap around hers. Immidiatly, Rey twisted her palm, her fingers slipping through Peter's, entwined as they held onto each other.
Frankly, there had been a time when she had not been comfortable with this sort of touch, not even something that now seemed as simple as holding hands. Too many years on her own, too many years without basic contact with other people, without receiving affection. But things had changed recently for her and she had sort of found a family in her now close friends. It was probably thanks to them that she'd dared opening up to Peter with such ease. Why she dared think that, just like he often stole smiles out of her as she sneaked into her thoughts, maybe she too could become someone dear to him.]
It was a smart thing to call ahead. [Rey pointed out as they walked in, the place packed and service busy. They were soon guided towards a little table at the back, the light dim and a candle burning inside a glass centerpiece. It was quite romantic, the sort of thing she'd only seen in movies.]
You've been here before? It's very nice. [Taking off her bag and coat, she placed them on the third chair by their table, right away thanking a waiter as they were handed the menu.] I have no idea of what to order. Do you? Do you have anything in mind?
[Settling down, her leg touched his briefly under the table. It was a knee jerk reaction to pull back. Briefly. Letting out a sigh, Rey allowed herself to relax, her shin resting against Peter's.]
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Frankly, there had been a time when she had not been comfortable with this sort of touch, not even something that now seemed as simple as holding hands. Too many years on her own, too many years without basic contact with other people, without receiving affection. But things had changed recently for her and she had sort of found a family in her now close friends. It was probably thanks to them that she'd dared opening up to Peter with such ease. Why she dared think that, just like he often stole smiles out of her as she sneaked into her thoughts, maybe she too could become someone dear to him.]
It was a smart thing to call ahead. [Rey pointed out as they walked in, the place packed and service busy. They were soon guided towards a little table at the back, the light dim and a candle burning inside a glass centerpiece. It was quite romantic, the sort of thing she'd only seen in movies.]
You've been here before? It's very nice. [Taking off her bag and coat, she placed them on the third chair by their table, right away thanking a waiter as they were handed the menu.] I have no idea of what to order. Do you? Do you have anything in mind?
[Settling down, her leg touched his briefly under the table. It was a knee jerk reaction to pull back. Briefly. Letting out a sigh, Rey allowed herself to relax, her shin resting against Peter's.]