Damion Pearce (da_mi_on) wrote in fortuna_manor,
Damion Pearce

Damion was in the kitchen putting together sandwiches, hoping Cerridwyn would like them. He added fruit and rinks to the bundle and slung it onto his back. He wasn't sure where they would meet, so he decided to just try the stables.

He brushed sweaty palms over his jeans and inspected his boots for a moment, when the sudden thought of what Cerridwyn would look like on a horse burst into his head.
He shook it vigorously and sighed touching a hand to flaming cheeks.

He set off out the back door, looking up at the sky. It was a perfect day.
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