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strangetomato) wrote2008-06-09 09:41 pm
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Simstoryteller drabbles: Tenderly and Condom
To get myself into working on the next chapter, I decided to do a couple of the weekly drabbles from the list at Sim Storytellers.
Prompts: Tenderly, Condom
Characters: Ophelia Nigmos, Ripp Grunt
Word count: 100
Pic count: 2
Note: Condom follows directly after Tenderly, as I have arranged them here.
Tenderly

As they waited for the cab to arrive, he reached for her hand, and she allowed him to hold it. The oddness hadn't quite worn off yet, and her heart still leapt a little whenever he touched her like that, with obvious tenderness.
She looked over at him, and he turned his head to meet her eyes. He smiled, but neither of them said anything. Words weren’t necessary. She could see that he was happy for her, and happy to be able to stand there, holding her hand.

Ophelia smiled. After several minutes, she spoke.
"That look really suits you."
Condom

Ripp loved compliments.
Sure, most people did, but him especially. It likely stemmed from all those years where he heard Tank getting praised while he was only criticized. He loved to get attention in any form at all, but never more than when it came from Ophelia. He all but lived for her approval.

They were easing into something more than just friends, and those small things were significant. Holding her hands was thrilling enough, for now. The rest could come later.
Still, he kept a condom in his pocket, just in case. You could never be too ready, right?
Prompts: Tenderly, Condom
Characters: Ophelia Nigmos, Ripp Grunt
Word count: 100
Pic count: 2
Note: Condom follows directly after Tenderly, as I have arranged them here.
Tenderly
As they waited for the cab to arrive, he reached for her hand, and she allowed him to hold it. The oddness hadn't quite worn off yet, and her heart still leapt a little whenever he touched her like that, with obvious tenderness.
She looked over at him, and he turned his head to meet her eyes. He smiled, but neither of them said anything. Words weren’t necessary. She could see that he was happy for her, and happy to be able to stand there, holding her hand.
Ophelia smiled. After several minutes, she spoke.
"That look really suits you."
Condom
Ripp loved compliments.
Sure, most people did, but him especially. It likely stemmed from all those years where he heard Tank getting praised while he was only criticized. He loved to get attention in any form at all, but never more than when it came from Ophelia. He all but lived for her approval.
They were easing into something more than just friends, and those small things were significant. Holding her hands was thrilling enough, for now. The rest could come later.
Still, he kept a condom in his pocket, just in case. You could never be too ready, right?
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That was so sweet, very tender too :) (yeah, pun intended).
While I get the warm fuzzies (is that even a word?) seeing the three of them together, and getting used to the idea of being more than friends, I can't help it but wonder how is the rest of the town take the idea of that kind of relationship. I think the three of them couldn't care less, though.
Yeah, but that was a bit off topic. Yup, I also noticed the "real" spoiler in this drabble. Is there a play coming up in your story? ;)
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There is very likely going to be a play coming up, yes. :)