"i'm lost in my own fantasies, i can't escape"
in which a young girl is a famous musician, only to be anonymous. she grew up, used the funds to run away, finding herself in finland.
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mentions of abuse and depression within the story, warnings will...
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"you can see your girlfriend later"
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act four chapter 'neljäkymmentäkaksi' forty-two
it was a dreamless sleep, or so she remembered. the rise and fall of the boy's chest was present, still fast asleep from the scene before.
she stayed as still as possible, looking to the side in hopes of not waking him up. it was peaceful, early morning with the surprising awake nature of the girl.
it seems that a good nights rest doesn't equal the length of it. her head was placed on his chest, inner leg bent up into an angle. that was always her favourite position, except now she can replace her pillow with someone.
"good morning," the bassist exclaimed, his morning voice present at this time. it was deep, scratchy at points and the girl was glad she wasn't looking at him.
she tried to hold in her smile, but the movement of her cheeks was clearly present to the other. it was uncertain if he would say anything about it, maybe it's too early to sneak any remarks.
"morning," she whispered back, finally gaining the courage to look up at him. with messy hair scattered across his face, she was now met with the view she could've seen last night.
huh, last night. it was weird how he cared so much, but then again, he did appear to have some sort of feelings towards her. did he even like her? surely he did, as if he wouldn't considering what's been on her mind lately.
he placed a kiss on her forehead, smiling at her figure from above. the boy wrapped his arms around her tighter, giving her a quick squeeze before loosening them again.
"did you sleep well?" he asked, rubbing circles on her back, "even though the answer is fairly obvious."
it was, but she still responded anyways. after a small 'yes', she shuffled her position, sitting up with crossed legs.
her back was up against the headboard, using a pillow underneath for extra support. it was slightly rude to just leave his embrace like that, but she still wasn't completely certain how genuine it was.
although his presence wasn't gone for long, as olli rested his head in her lap. she smiled at this gesture, running a soft hand through his hair.
she wasn't sure if he had slept well, considering the whole 'i was already awake' thing. how late, or early, was he up? was the only sleep he got with her?
"are you ok?" she questioned, using her other hand to stroke his cheek. at least she wasn't the cause of his tiredness, hopefully, she could've woken him up this morning by accident.
he only nodded his head, eyes closed indicating just how exhausted he was. it was contradicting to say the least, but she left it alone for the time being.
