Talk less, Smile more // Open, Kitchen Preparations

[Cobra]

ELVIRA

The woman had been off. Her news was likely spread. Pregnancy was never silent. This bothered her, but she held that in. She was far to fragile and delicate to show such anger, no? The woman slipped up to her husband and tilted her head a bit. Watching him sort through the drinks. Tail swishing slightly as she turned to trot to a different shelf. Pulling a few full bottles and heading back to his side. Setting them in their respective place before humming softly.

Hmm. I can find some juices in the kitchen. Grape for the kids. And others that cant drink. She had some stashed away for herself as of late. Not that she would admit that. Ever.

speaking

EYES THAT LOOK LIKE HEAVEN, LIPS LIKE SHERRY WINE