Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

She paused, looking up at him.

"You can," she said eventually. "But you might not want to."

 

"Well, it's just me trying on a bunch of dresses that I think you're not supposed to see, according to superstition."

 

"No," she said with a frown. "But it is tradition, isn't it?"

 

She cocked her head before sitting up thoughtfully.

"You're welcome to, but Clara might throw a fit. She's superstitious. I'd love for you to come if you wanted to."

 

"How dare you," she teased, standing up as well. "Go get dressed; I'll be here."

 

She chuckled before standing up and making the bed, her hands deft and careful.

 

"If you're ready," she replied, looking up from folding laundry on their bed. "She's expecting me in half an hour."

 

"Lovely," she said easily, coming over to take his hand. "Let's go, then."

 

"Yeah," she said decisively, heading for the door. "Seeing as I'm pretty sure you've been convicted of manslaughter with your driving."

 

"Am I wrong?" she asked, pulling on her coat and offering his to him.