[It was quite the predicament indeed. She knew very well what it was she suddenly wanted to do, but not exactly how to do it. Her fingers danced over Krystal's hand, gentle and fleeting. It was so soft beneath her fingertips. The touch was not nearly enough, but she was at a loss of exactly she should ask for more, if she should even ask for more at all. Erika glanced back at the flowers for a moment as if they would give her the answers she was looking for. She rose her eyes back to Krystal's face, silently asking her the question instead.]
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Date: 2011-02-15 07:49 am (UTC)